Note to Mister

Note to Mister You know it all but nobody calls. Your ship is tight; you’re always right. You live in an empty house with a mouse you named Dumb, who takes your crumbs. You spin the wheel and ride to the end, cut a deal, say you don’t feel, never bend, never mend.

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