Oompa Loompa interrogation
I can’t I just can’t
it’s not a thing no not
let’s come to this with some
understanding and joy
if not, I just can’t get there
no not at all never call
me a worry sorry I can’t
just cause, I have a cause
because, because, because
of the wonderful things he does
so, I can’t I just can’t
your cups are not chocolate
your daffodils, not candy
there are no German boys
I can’t I just can’t
give away nor sway towards
revealing what happened in
a chocolate tube that would be so rude
as I wasn’t there, nor did I see what came to be
to a German boy who liked toys
in a world full of anachronism
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