I doubt the Nile river says
Excuse me
When it splits you into two
Like a Montessori cube
Did you know you were only
Primary colors?
Did you know I had to stop
Playing the violin because
I shook
Too much
Blame it on the medication
Blame it on my genes
Blame it on cupid
Or perfect misery
Pinpoint my pinafore
Roll your rugs up tight
Locate the metaphor
Before I lose my fight.
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