What an ass
A slow boiling egg
Ready for the pig
Could I express, exhasperate
Point out, point in
Shred my ego
And find some kind of empty
Excuse
Write it!
No, no, no
NO
The words did come once
But now
We'll now sir I pout
Like a coward
Watching the last plane
Leave with my love
Let's wrap this up boys
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