The grass needs mowin'

It's thick and overgrown

The weeds grow tall

Around Lake Brenda



I hit the juice

Puts gravel in my goose

It helps me fall

Into Lake Brenda



I odn't know if I miss it

More than I miss you

It's hard to differentiate

Between the two

I don't know how the hell

A life could go so wrong



A fish jumps from the water

Arcs and then it's gone



It's getting late

I have to cut some bate

And sacrifice it

To Lake Breda



I must be cursed

I guess it could be worse

I could be drowning

On Lake Brenda

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