What is that word?
That word I oh so love.
That word that is music to my ears.
Ahh.....
Me....me....me
I love "me"
I only care about "me"
Me...me...me
What is that word?
That word I oh so loves.
That word that is my treasure.
Ahh......
Myself...myself...myself.
I love looking at "myself"
I only take care of "myself"
Myself... myself... myself....
Wait.
Why do I feel this way?
They hate "me."
I'm all by "myself."
Me... myself... and I...
The three commonly
conceited words...
Me and myself.
Yet there's no one else.
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