Sitting on the toilet seat
In the office bathroom
What's one to do
When the toilet paper runs out?
Someone once told me
Life's not what you make of it,
It's how you take it
Ok. I'm sitting on a rock - it's soft as a marshmellow.
What is it that I really want
A bed of roses? A palace of diamonds?
Or anonymity in Damascus?
Yeah. Damascus it is.
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