Stress sunglasses

When the hot stress is shining from the sky,

It stings and blinds when it hits your eye.

Can’t see the streets, or your friends pass by,

Stress sunglasses, give them a try.

Dapperly don them and dance on the street,

There’s no burden to burden your feet,

That stress ball there just bursting with heat,

Can’t reach you with this little cheat.

Nine ninety nine from my little booth,

Feel just like you did in your youth,

Before you became a doctor of tooth,

Glasses make you free and,that there’s the truth.


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