Elmer Homero™
Rafael Monzón
Mexico, Mexico
His palms are sweaty,
knees weak, arms are heavy,
there's vomit in his sweater already,
mom's spaghetti

He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
to drop bombs, but he keeps on forgetting,
what he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud,
he opens his mouth, but the words won't come out,
he's choking, how, everybody's joking now
The clock's run out, time's up, over, plow!
His palms are sweaty,
knees weak, arms are heavy,
there's vomit in his sweater already,
mom's spaghetti

He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
to drop bombs, but he keeps on forgetting,
what he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud,
he opens his mouth, but the words won't come out,
he's choking, how, everybody's joking now
The clock's run out, time's up, over, plow!
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