The Bugs come we can not stop the bugs
we want to prosper at the cafe
but the bugs they come
we add the spray the sweeps they come
to no avail the bugs they come
we made the food cup from the chips
the people lift them up
to chins
they must eat too fast
they get chagrin
we put the soup on last
and ask them to drink fast
pay up let others come
the bugs they come
we pay to make the food
last twice
no matter horn the bugs they come
Bugs
The Pygmy sits near the Soup Cafe
he watches people
in and out
the bugs they come
he watches people
breaking fast
the bugs they come
the bugs they come
he made a little circle of stone
he slayed a bug to catch some
he layed a dead bug to eat some
he eats bugs
the bugs they come
he survives twice
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