They’ve very nearly purchased improbable. Very much so gathered themselves ‘jovially’ together. They’ve built their very own state of mindset and met all of the criteria for the sake of NO ShaKeUp whatsoever at all: “we won’t run and sprint when we can Surely Survive amidst utter upside-down DeniAl(!)”
Tremendous pressure and, YET: “she’s been causing it all to turn its own TwiSt Of BliSs(…) When it’s as EASY AS 1,2, AHEM… TEN(!)” They’ve admittedly belonged to the wrong side of the tracks and still tested their shrillest Ability-To-Be:
“Barking-mad manically AwaRePeOplE, plEASE(!!)” Up until… we can check in on ourselves and start STRAIT-jacketing these other sophomore people we’LL merci-FULLY need to ReEmerge and make ++ that deafeningly out-loud difference to the Whole “D-A-M-N!!” ThInG
And what if we did dance
“When our hands were tied
Behind our ManiAcaL MiNdS”
