To hold what I found myself to close to grip.
Lesser concerns! Lesser concerns! I can almost put my tongue on it!
Problems on problems, they form a garrote.
Now here's how you solve them. Put your knee in my back, let your hands do the saving.
What I wouldn't give for a billion smaller problems.

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Louis Slotin song meanings
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