Creatn curious clause, making incessant chores.. seem more enjoyable.. training likes its raining but y'all in bubbleville.
Sunny..chill.. instead, and get some pool.. who woulda thought ya all don't need school..
Instead y'all need love in y ah arts, not majik mirror men makin' ya sniff their farts.
And buy their shit.
While they peddle snake oil, and ya can't help but hit-
yourself gained self, again and again
in the mirror u wont find naught but friend, ought but spend-
more in bend.. as u stuck to the wall like flies and BLEND.
Blend the ball..the mirror thats all..and make bread like butter, this incredible TALL...
Tail..like no other..

(sarcasm) Look it UP : )