Who lives a little life
Full of strife
With no wife
Without a knife
Just a little life
Did I mention the strife?
I'm just one man
Who washes dishes
Has large wishes
Watches little fishes
Occasionally snitches
On mean bitches
While I washes
The dishes
I'm just one man
Who knows how to rhyme
How to waste time
Sucking on a lime
Feeling sublime
Drinking from the stein
Just wasting time
I'm just one man
My life will be short
Without a cohort
Till rigor mort
Up to the heavenly fort
Where they will sort
The long and short
All the cocaine snort
I'm just one man
But in this space
I start a race
With a rapid pace
That you can face
If you take this case
and put it in its place
Put on some lace
Go to space
I'm just one man
That is who?
Me or you?
Happy or blue?
Lies or true?
Living or slew?
Old or new?
Wanted or in lieu?
Cheer or boo?
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