Fourty Two

42's the meaning of life
Douglas Adams wrote one day
And ever since I've read that line
42 won't go away
It appears in my toilet
It's even in the loo
It's written in my many books
It's even in my shoe
People laugh when I tell them
But they don't see it everywhere
That cloud looks just like 42
I swear, it's in the air
The percentage of wheat in that cereal
I'm no longer even joking
I see it every single place
On my cereal I'm choking
42 is everywhere
42's the age of my dad
I'm going to a mental institute
They all think that I'm mad
They're taking me away now
Number plate has 42 in
42 has beaten me now
42 has another win

The End

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