Thursday, July 12, 2007

"Theoretically speaking"

Call me for dinner when its ready
Did my son mow the lawn
I know you have a life of your own
But how long will you be gone
I'm busy now can't you see
What am I doing-I'm thinking
About my degree
I don't have to work-I got my degree
What I know is what I know
In theory I have it in my head
Wake me for dinner unless you are dead
If that is the case then you have my permission
To let someone else do it for you
Just make sure my dinner is done
And that the lawn has been mowed too
Can you let the neighbor know where I am
Just in case your not here
I'm all prepared if you happen to expire
Including my artificial tear

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