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| Phish Miscellaneous McGrupp and the Watchful Hosemasters I've alternated my meager flock To the shores of the Baltic Sea The teeth of time have stowed the rhyme Of how things should be My cave, my house, my turning wheel My little docking pup The march of Colonel Forbin And his fleet hound called McGrupp The grime of countless workdogs Has collected in my sink I tie my nose with spandex hose Before I get a drink While on frozen warthogs With its poison in our minds The ferns that spot our children Are encased in orange rinds All times and seasons are the reasons That people and their clans Have stowed the Famous Mockingbird With glue and rubber bands They writhe and cry in agony As Rutherford the Brave Chokes Tela and the Unit Monster Managing to save The spotted striper's multi-beast And there by cheat his grave I'd like to get his autograph But he looks too much like Dave |
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