Verbal Thought

I don’t believe in much that’s past my arm
Little wooden boy in a firework farm

Half digested ideas taste better than you’d think
Synthesized pesticides in the kitchen sink

Who penned these rules of verbal thought?
Of yes you cans and better nots

At this point I’m left with what I’ve got
And I hope that that’s enough


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