I’m sure you’ve had to do a task
You didn’t want to do
A really, really awful thing
But had to follow through

People were depending on you
To do the job right
The only thing upon your mind
Was running off in fright

You persevered and got it done
You finally pulled it off
Your brain has turned to tapioca
Mind has gone to froth

If someone asks how you prevailed
How you did this job so fine
It’s how you eat a bowl of hair
Take one bite at a time.

—LZ