A Rattling Rhyme
That was a Low-blow
I caught it on my Gopro
She was like, "Hello, Bro"
But the dude couldn't follow...
He was blowing on that snow though
Spending all of his folks dough
Hanging flags out the window
Of another fallen halo
Of a bruised and forgotten soul
He believes that he's got it all
But he won't find another them, no
And he won't find another her, so
Is there anything that they should know?
Dig down deep and find your hidden glow
Your heart, so cold
Buried way beneath the snow
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