I was hangin' with the mini homies and Penelope the Pig was off to school
but then the 3 year old said she needed a backpack.
So, rather than put the pig to work
or tell her she could buy her own backpack with some money from her summer job
I said: "Hey, I can make a pig a backpack"
The pig requested Pu's favorite colours, go figure.
But then, all these guys wanted backpacks too...
And suddenly I saw my life flash before my eyes in the mini back pack sweatshop
of my own design
calloused fingers, bloodied tips,
sewing tiny little satchels for monkeys whose arms were stitched to bananas
while my real children played in their own filth
Everyone had very specific requests
Now that the posse is ready for and adventure
I wonder what tomorrow will bring
It's almost always the monkey that starts the trouble.
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