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We probably have about one minute.
-What? -Nothing.
Oh, Bob.
-(playing haphazardly) -Okay... Okay.
No, Mom, I think Louise wrote a real poem
Linda, please, dear God, don't leave me.
-BISSELBENDER: Twerkin' Merkin's Holiday Xylo-Jam. -I'm sorry. Sorry. So sorry.
We really want to hear your poop poem.
-Sorry. -(grunts)
My ears feel like your knees look.
Did we used to come to this one?
with her sister, and the school called me
"when you should play a whole step up,
You have pathos. You have emotion.
The back of it? Oh, he hung up.
-Oh. -Geez. -Sorry.
-Uh, thanks? -Oh, you're welcome.
Linda, if you leave, I will die.
18 different costumes, Linda.
She's all alone.
Oh, my teeny Tina.
-Like, what town? -No.
substitute music teacher who knows nothing
Are you taking me to the library?
MS. MERKIN: "...look at me. I'll point up
-Yes, yes! -Wow!
something from the heart this year.
-There you go. -Thanks for your help, Linda.
(applause fades out)
Uh... Okay...
"and I'll point down when you should play a whole step down.
She's gunning for you. They all are.
What did you do? What did you do to Tina?
Louise, you're grounded go to your ro om? Gladly, that's, all, I, ever, wanted.
And, frankly, it's a subject
I love this next poem.