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Written by Fester Bryan
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In the black hole my chest is squeezed
My ribs are squashed and a skeleton am I
Reading about Custer's Last Stand
Humming "Hiawatha didn't bother too much"
The Black Hole compresses me further into a singularity
A singularly small singularity
Where there is room only for one thought
I must be almighty
If I am at this single point
And alive to tell the tale
And so the Universe decides to contract and fall in on me
To muscle in on my single point
And the rush is quite impolite
But being at the centre of things is the place to be
And I'm sure the outcome will be pretty interesting
Smack out
Back out
Boom Bang Bust
Now there's a long wait for my dusty entrails to reform
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