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I can hear him and his mumble mutter and groan And I try to get away before he goes prone But it's too late and he grabs me Whack Whack "Please stop," I beg and plead He ignores me as I fall to my knees Whack Whack Think of the bridge, down by the creek Imagine how the birds tweet Whack Whack The overgrown grass is damp with dew And in a nearby tree I see a squirrel astew Whack Whack Oh how stunning the sunlight shines through the pines It's easy to forget I'm in my mind Whack Whack Whack Whack