Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary
Suddenly there came a tapping, as of someone gently rapping
Long ago I heard that sound, often lost, but seldom found
A haunting voice from minutes past, Micah had returned at last
And I was like, "What's up dude?"
And he was like, "Uhhh, I found your comb."
And then I was like, "Shut-Up!"
And then he was like, "Yeah, and stuff."
And then I was like, "Rock on!"
And that's how the story ends
Now you hear the score my friends
We're finding answers, we're setting trends
I guess that's how the story ends
How distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December
And each dying ember, wrought its ghost upon the floor
I heard a voice that chilled my spine, I saw what I could not define
A sight I never could contrive, there stood Brad at last, alive
"Where have you been these endless years?"
I asked him, sobbing through my tears
"I did not die by plague or prison
What really died is cynicism. "
And then I said, "Awesome."
And he was like, "Yeah, I guess
And by the way, those pants, they belong to my dad
And they're not really pants, they're leiderhosen. " Hooray!
And Combat Chuck has passed away
His dying wish was "Never play that song again"
And Kitty-Doggy's put to sleep, the dinosaurs lay in a heap
As they slowly go extinct, like me
And that's how the story ends
Now you hear the score my friends
We're finding answers, we're setting trends
I guess that's how the story ends
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