I got this friend whose got some problems with some junk
Her life's a trial and weighs her down or so she's thunk
A magic bean is what she needs to change her luck
Or solitary understanding of the muck
The bean would grow into a vine into the sky
To empty out those piles of junk and say "bye bye"
But so the same is true for me and all I play
Is sort the piles and break them down from day to day
One day at a time.
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