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spin and spin and spin

the pain will soon begin

on a dreaded carousel

up and down

and 'round and 'round

the music makes

a horrible sound

and i watch the children

point and laugh

and i wonder if it matters

and the metal clatters

the chills roll up my spine

and the ride doesn't end in time

and as dizzy as i may be

i always hold my ground

because this is who i am

miss run around