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Waiting on the Grater
Where was I when you were looking for yourself
somewhere on top of the kitchen shelf,
stuck between the carrots and peas
Tell me please
How would I know that you were gone
Why is it me who’s always wrong
Tell me please
I’m waiting on the grater with your cheese
Where were you when I was checking out,
drowning in the sauerkraut
I have no doubt,
but tell me please
and put my mind at ease,
because I’m on hands and knees
waiting on the grater with your cheese
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