High on the Sounds of a Wonky Creation
In a house where shapes burn bright
Wild eggos colour outside of the lines
Jaunty screams illuminate the flight
They rise so low, and scream so high
Play so loud, they'll never die
Burn your umbrella, we're raindrop bound
New wave nerd, put punctuation six feet underground
Buzzed on soda pop and lack of sleep
All they ever do is create, and make their parents weep
High on the sounds of a free thinking nation, a wonky creation!
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