I use to juggle chain-saws,
Only when switched on.
And then I got distracted,
Now both my arms are gone.
I use to juggle piranha fish,
Those ravenous little critters.
And then I got distracted,
My new face gives all the jitters.
I use to juggle dynamite,
With my new mask in place.
And then I got distracted.
Then blown into deep-space.
So was it really worth it,
All my suffering and pain.
You bet your arse it was!
For I'd do it all again!
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