This thing called vole, well I just can’t handle it. I must get around to it, little vole, but I am not ready.
Crazy little thing called vole (hi vole), well it cries (like a baby) in a cradle all night because I agreed to let it sleep in my apartment. Then because it is nocturnal at about one in the frickin morning i starts to swing and jive and shake all over like a…
Like a…
Like a jellyfish.
I kind of like it, this crazy little vole. It even knows how to rock and roll. It gives me hot and cold fever because it had the flu.
I am going to take a long ride on my motorbike and you can sit in the sidecar with your little helmet, crazy little thing called vole.
Crazy little thing called vole!
Photo by ahmad kanbar en Unsplash
Motorcycle image generated on DALL-E
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