Oh was I supposed to sell that
Or buy it like before
Wait which rumor was I at
The repeat or the one on ignore

Want me to take it all in stride
Oh woe is me my heart had died
I'll rip it out and set it aside
So the buzzards can pick at it some more

There you go
Standard cow
Uddered milk
To feed the sow

If I wasn't supposed to go backwards
Neither were you
An interesting point to contemplate
Which it seems I need to do