It Needs To Come Off
As you look over there
there was that same spot
That one weird looking spot
that bugs you quite a lot
Whenever you see that spot
your face automatically changes into disgust
And you already know
that it was worse than lust
You decide to scrape that spot off
so you grab a special tool
The one that is pointy
and is its number one rule
You come over to that spot
the one that needs to come off
You walk over with disgust on your face
and think
You decide to be not too rough
If you were rough
the spot's base would come off too
So you try to scrape off but it won't budge
so you decide something new
You decide to use force
When you used force
you thought to yourself
It needs to come off
So you forced it with all your might
and looked at what you did
It looks like the spot is gone
and find yourself glad of its rid
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