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Reeareeraeera

On the way downtown to the function

In a caravan so rambunctious

Flocking to the carnival of the ages

Traveling through the seasonal stages

All I hear is reeararararata

We were stopping at a nearby fountain

And we spun out of control around a mountain

The Innovation of the wheel was a misstep

All the porcine stock went flying through the back of the van

When pigs fly

We spent hours picking up all the pieces

In the mud and the blood and the feces

I was knee deep in the remnants

When i heard that sound of resemblance

Reareareraerarra

We arrived in time at the carnival

With a stench so goddamn horrible

As it traveled to the noses of the people

They would vomit, pass out, and die