This is a code
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crack it with butter
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hold it up to the mirror and read it carefully
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I have a family
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I have three children
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I have a cat and I have a dog
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but they will not speak
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they are wired shut
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to their straight jacket sofas
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watching snow on TV
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I broke their code
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slid it through butter
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held it up to a mirror
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and read it carefully
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¡°we love our family
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they smell like mothballs
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we have excellent teeth
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you see it runs in the family
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but we are in tears over sighs no one hears
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we¡¯ve not scratched our noses
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in 8 million years
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sketches of our plans
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traced in dust on the floor
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reveal human extinction
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through a stuffed animal war!¡±
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oh no! there¡¯s a Barbie doll
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staring down at me from my bedroom wall
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oh no! what¡¯s that sound?
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she¡¯s gonna tear my eyeballs out
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asleep at night approaching dreams
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dolls creep up from behind and open their seams
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I cracked their code
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I know their plans
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I hear them moving
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and I hear their leader¡¯s commands:
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¡°PULL OUT YOUR COTTONHUMANS ARE ROTTEN COVER THEIR EYES WITH YOUR FLUFFY INSIDES!¡±
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Code
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| The Tuna Helpers |
