some say the local lake had been enchanted
others said it must have been the weather
the neighbors were trying to keep it quiet
but i swear that i could hear the laughter...
so they joke, and they nicknamed it "the porridge"
cause over night that lake had turned thick as butter
but the local kids would still go swimming, drinking
saying to them that it doesnt matter
if you just hold your breath
'til you come back up in full
hold your breath
'till you've thought it through
you fool
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