Today is the day
Be afraid, bad things are to come
It will cause you great dismay
For there will be no more rum
Simba will not return
Yesterday’s mistakes, you owe a debt
You never seem to learn
When it comes to fate don’t take the bet
The sky will fall upon you
Darkness will rear its head
You will step in poo
By the end of this day you will be dead
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