For three days I have had this song stuck in my head.

Oh my god.

I never thought my life could be anything but catastrophe.

But suddenly I begin to see a bit of good luck for me.

Cause I've gotta go to take it.

I gotta go to twinkle in my eye.

I've gotta go to take it in the sun in the sky.

I just made that part up because I don't know how the rest of it goes.

Just that beginning part.

I think about stinky Joe singing his song in his stinky little bed.

And I apologize.

You know how I feel about all of the grandparents in the bed.

I think there must be.

It's odd.

It doesn't matter how much you change the sheets.

That many people in one bed is gonna be stinky.

That book gave me like a real fucked up vision of what poverty would be like.

Like I was like I guess it's kind of fun.

You know like a lot of children's books are like that.

It's like poverty's kind of fun.

Everybody lives together.

Everyone's the bed together.

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