Tuesday, March 30, 2004

Boffin

This Boffin he walks
He walks and he talks and he talks while he walks
But this Boffin he stalks
He stalks and he walks and walks while he stalks
This Boffin he stalks and he talks while he stalks and he walks while he talks.

This Boffin he sees
He sees me too busy with no time for him

This Boffin he mourns
No kibble dispenser can feed the poor Boffin's soul

What to do. What to say.
To make poor Boffin feel not far away.
What to think. What to feel.
Have I forgotten whats false and whats real?

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