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Skeleton you are my friend,
But you are made of bone,
And you have got no flesh and blood,
Running through you,
To help protect the bone,
Skeleton we have been friends for years,
And you have seen me through some trials and tribulations and some tears,
But everybody thinks I'm weird.
And I should have known,
That it wouldn't be long until:
You've got me standing in an awkward position,
With unwanted attention and a need for explanation,
And it's not that I'm letting go of you,
But I don't know what to do.
Skeleton we are so close,
But you have got no body,
So why do you insist on wearing clothes?
Ugh,
Skeleton when we were young,
It was easier,
Even though the other kids,
They would tease me,
I was only seven I had you,
But now I'm twenty-two.
And now it's different,
When I take you out and you,
You've got me standing in an awkward position,
With unwanted attention and a need for explanation,
And it's not that I'm letting go of you,
But I don't know what to do.
And sometimes,
At night,
I dream of the most terrible things,
I take a hammer,
And I creep out of bed,
And I raise it high,
And I smash your head,
Fibular and tibular and ribs and cages too,
In fact,
While I'm here,
I'll smash the whole of you,
Ohohoh,
Smaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaash.
But skeleton,
You are,
You are my friend,
And I could never bring your life to an end,
And even though,
When I take you out and you,
You've got me standing in an awkward position,
With unwanted attention,
And a need for explanation,
I,
I could never let you go,
And that is all I know,
And that is all I know.
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