Anne,  knap så nice

Gódt det snart er sommerferie

Anatomi hænger mig så langt ud af halsen, at bistand resten af livet, frivilligt skarntyde-indtag og DIY-faldskærmsudspring, lyder mere fristende, end at tage i skole.

Den bedste kur mod dette had, er denne sang, designet til brokhoveder, som jeg selv (bonusinfo: skal spilles højt for at virke, gerne lige inden du møder ind):

Lot of knots, lot of snags,

lot of holes, lot of cracks lot of crags.
Lot of naggin’ old hags, lot of fools, lot of fool scum bags.
Oh it’s such a drag! What a chore! – oh your wounds are full of salt!
Everything’s a stress! – and what’s more? Well it’s all somebody’s fault!


(Hey!)
Get, get, get, get, get over it!
Get, get, get, get, get over it!

Get, get, get, get, get over it!

Get over it, get over it.

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