One Of Those Days.
I woke up this morning and got out of bed,
incessant banging in my head.
A hole appeared and it bled.
Out popped a man who's name was Fred.
I said "oi! Fred! That's my head!
Are you trying to make me dead?
Now, repair the hole and be on your way."
I could tell this was going to be one of those days.
I woke up this morning and got out of bed,
incessant banging in my head.
A hole appeared and it bled.
Out popped a man who's name was Fred.
I said "oi! Fred! That's my head!
Are you trying to make me dead?
Now, repair the hole and be on your way."
I could tell this was going to be one of those days.


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