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So these socks have holes Now you've worn them through Scout's Honor I gave My All to you But I've not your strange Anymore When ms. Mystery Becomes old hat Will she revel in her place Alone with her cat She's just some strange You didn't know before Ohhh… Ohhh… You stole me fresh and dewey My leaves pour gleefully Into your cup Now I ache to think You're through with me So lost to think You've used me up You've used me up up up up up up up Up up up up