This is yet another song-parody from my friend. Once again, she wrote
this, not me. I just supplied the place to post it.

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Your Stall

By Sigil (sort of)

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My gift is my stall and this one's for you

And you can tell everybody that this is your stall

It may be small and stinky but, now that you're done

I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind

That I put down in words

How wonderful life is now you're off the pot.

I leaned on the wall, with my legs crossed

And your time in there, it's got me quite cross.

The others were kind, they got done quick

Unlike people like you that live on the pot.

So excuse me forgetting, but these things I do

You see I've forgotten if it's number one or number two

Anyway the thing is, what I really mean

This sight is the sweetest thing I've ever seen

And you can tell everybody that this is your stall

It may be small and stinky but, now that you're done

I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind

That I put down in words

How wonderful life is now you're off the pot

I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind

That I put down in words

How wonderful life is now you're off the pot.