They’ll see it eventually,
they’ll see the blistery.
It happens all the time,
but it’s not winterly.

they weren’t there when you were
climbing up through slithery,
they didn’t see all the signs,
the signs of rickety.

Their only job when you climbed
was to mourn your misery.
If none of them you will mind,
they’ll clap at the valedictory.

and that’s when everyone
forgets ’bout the Blistery

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