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Junk Food (4 Thought) Mass ideas and a baby's napkin in front of you they feed us air, everyday, since we were kids and all the kraal thinks that there is no choice other than chewing and swallowing Little monkeys dancing in the same beat They are chewing every day, hay of a different flavor In an endless plain, they stand at the corner “heads up” Every lease is a plate of pre-chewed food But you… Instead of swallowing, spit them right back Instead of swallowing, spit them right back Instead of swallowing, spit them every moment Spit them, you can; there is another food They can shove their junk food wherever they want |