What’s the wrong word


People in glass houses shouldn’t throw bricks
Thirsty a) that’s a green house
Lee lea secondly 
It doesn’t sayKant
Lee Lee Lea 3rd lee
What kinda maniac is making glass houses
Don’t run with scissors
Well unless you want a deeper cut
First is a strange word
Was the first street fir st
I stop at every pit
Let’s start with art street

What do I want put in my coffin before cremation
Personally I want popcorn kernels 
Water
A space suit might as well get your money’s worth

We have a weird one in Scotland Beggars belief
That mean unbelievable
But is that not a bit condescending I mean why shouldn’t they have belief surely them more than others

Anywhys gotta go
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