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2001-07-14 - 1:51 a.m. The Legend of Phil, the Misunderstood Mime The park is bright and sunny A place of fun and joy Lovers walk and good friends talk By playing girls and boys But a cloud descends above them And fear arrives on time And people flee because they see Phil, the Misunderstood Mime Phil, Phil Just wants to pantomime Phil, Phil That's his only crime Phil, Phil He's sad most of the time Phil, Phil 'Cause nobody loves a mime Phil frolics to a girl And his heart fills up with hope He'll be her friend if she finds the end Of his invisible tugging rope But the girl will have none of it She begins to scream and cry Then her dad arrives to pulverize Phil, who fears he soon will die Phil, Phil Just wants to pantomime Phil, Phil That's his only crime Phil, Phil He's sad most of the time Phil, Phil 'Cause nobody loves a mime Phil escapes and then he finds Some people who seem nice He starts up his show that is sans audio And prepares to befriend and entice The people, they look up in horror "It's a mime!" They all scream and bemoan Soon others unite to help solve the plight Of the mime who won't leave them alone Phil, Phil Just wants to pantomime Phil, Phil That's his only crime Phil, Phil He's sad most of the time Phil, Phil 'Cause nobody loves a mime The people close in on him Phil can't run 'cause he's trapped in a glass box And as they get closer Phil knows it's not kosher And trembles in his striped socks Phil squeezes his eyes shut in fear And readies himself for the worst When suddenly, WHEE! His movements are free! For his invisible bubble just burst Phil, Phil Just wants to pantomime Phil, Phil That's his only crime Phil, Phil He's sad most of the time Phil, Phil 'Cause nobody loves a mime No longer confined, Phil runs off As far sway from the park as he can But he trips on his feet while crossing the street And poor Phil is struck down by a van. Poor Phil. Phil, Phil Just wants to pantomime Phil, Phil That's his only crime Phil, Phil He's sad most of the time Phil, Phil 'Cause nobody loves a mime Now the park is still bright and sunny And people still go there a lot But not a mime's to be found, there are no more around And the people rejoice as they ought The legend of Phil is now over Phil's misery finally has ceased He's been sent up above where all mimes are loved At last, Phil has finally found peace Phil, Phil Just wants to pantomime Phil, Phil That's his only crime Phil, Phil He's sad most of the time Phil, Phil 'Cause nobody loves a mime i crioed tyhirtty=sevben ttyimes wriotyoing tyhis. m,y eeyes asre soswellled uip i cvant se asnd so i'm typiong by feek. p;eese forghive asny nisspelliongs.
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