Maggots - Lyrics by Kendra Smith


Lyrics

Maggots, maggots what do you do ?
Maggots, maggots do do doo
Sudden impulse of the mind
A whimsy and a freak
Drone katydid in deep wood
Cup of coffee cools ninety-eight degrees
A whimsy and a freak


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