My Eyes are Going to Explode
I thought I ought to warn you
That my Eyes are About to Explode.
I’ve not found a way to relieve them
They grow from behind.
Pulse and pound
Pulse and pound
Like kettle drums for my brains.
I really ought to warn you
That my Eyes are About to Explode.
But if I did,
You’d miss the milky goo.
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