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Blind As a Bat

I stumble around with no end in sight Yes all through the night I keep counting but keep losing track I sure hope I can find my way back To where I started from of course (Scratches head) Am I on the right course? Anyway here I am with my yard stick in my hand Side to side I swing my stick I'll be there in just a few more clicks I'm blind cant you tell No I don't need a bell Just get out of my way if your in front of me And Hey Quit making fun of me I still have ears so I can hear you chuckle So don't make me hustle Smack I fall to the ground I mutter to myself Dang kids

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