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Bugs just bite and itch
And they never go away
They live in shrubs and weeds and hair
Wounds, and cracks and hay

They love the taste of sugar
And the sweet smell of decay
But who could ever blame them?
They were simply made that way

Weeds are always growing
Wild where they not may
In fields of crops and in the way
Where people want to stay

Weeds can grow a foot tall
In just one single day
But who could ever blame them?
They were simply made that way

Mankind is the inventor
Of all the great machines
Turn weeds into extinction
And bugs to smithereens

Mankind never gives a fuck
'Bout the rules of pain and pay
But who could ever blame him?
He was simply made that way

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