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Stupid Mask Stupid Stupid Mask
The stupid mask I wore the stupid mask
To Mass this morning stupid mask it stank
Of chemicals stupid mask and fogged my glasses
I felt stupid wearing that stupid mask
(You look stupid anyway, old man)
The stupid mask I didn’t like the way
It muffled everything, that stupid mask
And with my foggy glasses stupid mask
I felt detached from Word and Eucharist
(Don’t blame the mask for your lack of focus)
But the mask, after all, is not about me:
It’s about the frail and sickly, you see
(Who’s a good boy, then!)
