Songs Made From Song Generator - The Tale Of My Bipolar Dog Sitter Enemy

It began on a bald June mid morning:

I was the most jolly plumber around,

He was the most bipolar dog sitter.

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He was my enemy,

My bipolar enemy,

My dog sitter.

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We used to Snore so well together,

Back then.

We wanted to Die together, around the world,

We wanted it all.

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But one mid morning, one bald mid morning,

We decided to Die too much.

Together we beheaded Mr Salamander.

It was wrinkly, so wrinkly.

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From that moment our relationship changed.

He grew so grubby.

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And then it happened:

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Oh no! Oh no!

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He Spit Ricardo Decat.

Alas, Ricardo Decat!

My enemy Spit Ricardo Decat.

It was full, so full.

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The next day I thought my earlobe had broken,

I thought my kneecap had burst into flames,

(But I was actually overreacting a little.)

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But still, he is in my thoughts.

I think about how it all changed that mid morning,

That bald June mid morning.

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My kneecap... ouch!

When I think of that bipolar dog sitter,

That bipolar dog sitter and me

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