I ain’t lifting a finger…
There’ll be no fuss with much ado
It’s wasted effort on the whole
I will not see this madness through
I won’t embrace the rigmarole
No bellyache’ll make me blue
Unbothering will be my goal
I have a laxish point of view:
I won’t embrace the rigmarole
I’m not concerned, the facts are true
I will not dig a bloody hole
Such senselessness shall not ensue
I won’t embrace the rigmarole
No fraught filled angst I plan to spew
With Stress-Out Club I shan’t enroll
The steps I’m taking, very few
I won’t embrace the rigmarole
It’s cock and bull, I’m telling you
Won’t touch it with a ten foot pole
Like getting chewy off my shoe;
I won’t embrace the rigmarole
No pile of worry will accrue
I’m not prepared to have a foal
To balderdash, I bid adieu
I won’t embrace the rigmarole!
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