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Mystery

Mystery voice inside my head Banging away, what was it that it said. Am I mad psychic or what? Should I see the doc I don’t think so, it says I am your grate uncle less His voice clearer than mine So I am psychic that is fine What is it that you want? A message to give your grate aunt But uncle she dead too Isn’t she with you. No son he whispers she’s down below. I’m not going there no no no Go away uncle stop pestering my head Find someone else instead Life’s to short to wonder why If your going below or up to the sky.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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