Three moles are tunneling single-file underneath a bakery. The first mole, the one in front, says I SMELL SUGAR. The second mole, the one in the middle, says WELL, I SMELL CIMMAMON. The third mole, the one at the rear, says THAT'S FUNNY, ALL I SMELL IS...

Boots n Cats, back to back. . . to back to back, just boots n cats. The rhythm smacks and that’s a fact. A bass attack that never lacks with speaker stacks or headphone jacks. An active track ,this genre packs, the booming crack that won’t redact.

One, two, red, and blue If you know Dr. Seuss You’ll know this clue

Star light, star bright First star i see tonight I wish I may, I wish I might Oh darn, it’s just a

The older you get, the more it appears, it sprouts and grows, even out of your ears. You trim it, pluck it, wax it, and more, yet no matter the fight, it returns like before.