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Blue Red White Lights

All the bright colors flowing to me,
All the waves of the lights here to see.

Blue Red White,
Thats what came when they had a fight.

He was on the top,
When my Mom said she'd call the cops.

I look sideways to my brother,
"Is that Daddy, on top of Mother?"

Nodding my head, I quietly said,
"Let's go play, let them stray."

We walked up stairs,
When my brother blankly says, 
I'm never having an affair.
Even if she's hot, I won't care.

Now I awake to the lights,
Even when there are no fights.



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