Why are people so lame sometimes,

They are so boring and so ill,

They poision you with they’re thoughts all the time,

Pressing they’re opinion on you like you’re going to change your mind,

At christmas time it’s so loud,

Every noise they make is bound in time,

Shouting and laughing nervously,

I don’t know about you,

But that’s not who I want to be,

Norwegians are so wierd,

Wierd looking eyes when they stare,

Don’t you have any flair,

I believe that we are more than what we see,

Our eyes lies and so do we,

I hope my mother don’t take this personally,

I just like to do things volunterially,

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