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Two eyes two ears two lungs two legs two arms
Hes cute as Cupid if I can join dots
The loops and lines read on his lily palms
Hes fun as fabulously future bots
The amiable mood speaks of amagalms
Mosaic twins spliced umbilical cord knots
Expectancies and quintessential qualms
As chromosomes apply rigged plots
Twists tomb womb cave of birth and partial wake
Mum drips to foetuses a processed food
The glucose siblings further acid hewed
You gave in fused and lumped a lesser stake
You look a little out his blue eyes grey
You let him loose thats though your stuffs okay
Chorus grey grau grijs