Tomorrow is just another day,
always there, even in May.
May I ask you to teach me
how to forgive myself,
naughty elf on the shelf?
Between eleven and twelve
I am waiting for Hope,
nope, it is not just a trope,
another slippery slope
like that time you used to be dope,
All flowery, pink, cherry soap.
Because I said it so,
I need to go, for now,
All black tie, no bow,
no arrow either, childminder,
you are not the Man-Spider,
not even Spider-Man,
not now, not even back then.
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