Well, all I can say is, well, not a lot
It's 10:30 which is quite late, you know
One could say, yes they could, I've lost the plot
But that's all bollocks, things come and they go
Sensible people make decisions, know
Things I don't know, that's up to them, don't care
Each day goes by, things happen, goes to show
That we should just carry on, don't despair
Carla is having late night soup, not sure
What it is, but it's green - that means a lot
It may be healthy, may be not also
Things are as they are, yes, yes, to be fair
Until things change, why not ask a robot
It would make more sense than what we have to show
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