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Are we there yet? Are we still here?
Oh does time just disappear?
I’ve been thinking on this for years.
Are we there yet? Are we still here?
Monday morning I knew I had to mow my lawn
but didn’t wanna then Tuesday’d come and gone.
All the way thru Thursday it rained.
Then on Friday, well, the weekend had come.
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The next Monday morning I rose
bright and early, ready to mow.
I pulled the cord and lord, lo and behold.
The grass was too tall. The mower wouldn’t go!
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So, I been letting that little lawn of mine go.
I sit on the porch, rockin’ a chair.
Laughing along as it grows
up over the house, up into the air.