if i were an evil genius

If I were a evil genuis,

I'd hate the month called May

with the birds and the flowers

that cheep and bloom all day.

If I were a evil genuis,

I'd make blue and green potions

to make beasts and creatures rise

and make them do some deadly motions

If I were a evil genuis,

I'd have a evil laugh and snarl

but please don't bring my mother here

she'll call me by my first name, Carl!

The End

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