You've Got to Knock It
Knock knock come out.
Stop blooming that gloom.
Drop that pout!
I know you're in your room.
Locked up and feeling gloom.
I want to see you soon.
Knock knock come out!
From midnight until noon.
The darkness you have groomed.
You've got to fight against,
The doom that looms.
Knock knock come out.
Drop that pout from your mouth.
Stop blooming on the doom.
I know your'e there in that room...
Assuming and grooming it,
From midnight until noon.
You've got to knock it,
Come out.
You've got to knock it,
Come out.
I want to see you soon.
I know you're feeling a gloom,
Locked up in your room.
You've got to knock it,
Come out.
You've got to knock it,
Come out.
I want to see you soon.
I know you're feeling a gloom,
Locked up in your room.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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