The Room And Its Chair
Not much time
WE mustn't let time fly
Hurry don't go with haste
HE didn't want to hate the taste
Clanking of the chaings, ching, ching, clank clank
He walks hunched because of the pain
It hurts to sing for all the folks
No life tommorow
One last meal,
IT better taste real good
The cop wants him to heal
Opening the door.
The room and its chair
Such a sight you'd stare
The room has a chair not a place for hair.
Over is the wait
To the chiar you go
Strap him down make sure he stays
Give frown and say
Niel please lock all doors and windows
Yes Judge just a moment
Alright ready, you may go through the switch
When ready
Yes Jude I will now.
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