A girl reflects over the leaded body.
When can my felt knight strike? She wonders.
As a naked passerby faults and blunders
Cascading before the gilt potty.
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Yet another foiled attempt at employment
Does the misfortune end the backbone?
Can i live another day eating bean and atone?
No more do I find any enjoyment.
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The cold box of cardboard to go home to
A lump punctures the comfort
Displacing the army of Bumfert
With an ornamental pedestal of poo
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I raise my clenched and swollen fists in anger
When can the mailed temple abide?
Where is the arrival of my mail order bride?
I pledge to set fire to my paper alley manger!
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Walking down the street to find the liquor store
Around the corner speaks the proud bastard
Stinking of whiskey stepping into every haphazard
Barely standing up as he reaches fro the door
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A horrific beast tears at the bleeding neck sores
A sideways cry graduates the conscience outside
The body goes limp and there is spied the bride
And everything everywhere is no mores!