Tomorrow I'll live in your pocket.
I can go anywhere,
As long as it isn't there
There is the place where cows bark,
And you have to ride on Noah's ark.
There is the place where children cry,
Before they are deep fried.
There is a place where teens,
are sent out over beams.
The beams are over lava,
with rocks that look like guava.
There is a place where adults rule,
and take a teen as a fool.
There is a place you should never go,
Unless you are visiting Aunt Flo.
