
Were all wondering
When youll write your book
But your so distracted
With your visions of the crook
He delights you with his stories
But you are so unamused
He digs deep thru pcokets
To give you some SPAM
You glance at his suit jacket
As you mistook him for the cook
Youve already bought all his
Unraveled books


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