Think.

Think.

Living in an ice age.

Think it’s time I found some sun.

Walking past the dark days.

Think it’s time I found some fun.

Wish upon a shooter.

Carry me wherever you go.

Think I need a soother.

Takeaway cartons overload.

Waste away another weekend.

Monday rolls around once more.

Lottery dreams are all spent.

Living hand to mouth, so poor.

You have a nice sounding voice.

I stutter when I speak too fast.

Brain doesn’t know which choice,

Is going to make them scream or laugh.

Polly by Nirvana.

Simply lyrical genius.

Polly is a gonna.

Her killer is not on Santa’s list.

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