Window X
The pot calling the kettle black
Is like a sock in the shoe rack
The black cat crossing the road
X the window lest something explode
Ain't life grand with all its fables
Knocking on wood sitting at the table
Don't step on the sidewalk crack
Lest you break granny's back
So much fun when you was a child
Watching the adults really go wild
As Granny turned the car around
Finding another route to get to town
Cause a cat decided to cross the road
Scared something in life would implode
Licking her finger to mark the x
Just so she would not be vexed
We would laugh and call her nuts
Being caught up in these little ruts
And though we thought it to be lame
We would wind up doing the same
I'd love to see it once again
Granny and her x with her grin!
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