Once upon a time,Two girls in love,
Decided to question
The powers above.
Why does left match right,
And right always left?
The concept's absurd,
To anyone who's deft.
Let our rights be alike,
And our lefts be so too.
Let's make new slippers,
That match EACH OTHER, woohoo!
They'll be one of a kind,
They'll be outta their mind.
They'll be just like us -
Unique, like our bind.
"'Course we can't buy them,
What are we, rich?"
So they call over a guy,
Like every ingenious bitch.
He got down on his knees,
He stooped amidst the thread.
And when he held them up at last,
It was everything they'd said.
No comments:
Post a Comment