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They’ll have to wipe my old red orangutan ass
Because, I didn’t really put anything away
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He’s too young to be in there!
Now hush woman, he’ll be just fine
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I have eternally whispered
Beneath your semiconscious dreams
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Cernunnous, Green Man, the Horned One
Ensure abundance upon me
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The sound of rushing steam, clanging metal, and cold rain drops
Echos upon the plate glass windowed empty cocoon
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The meaninglessness of those passing clouds
Suddenly becomes glaringly obvious to us all
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Below average and surviving
I’m in the world of nobody cares
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For us, the world was all about what we wanted to see
Not once, until too late, did we realize we’re just a bee
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While being condemned, despised, and grossly misunderstood
By millions, whose very way of life, depends upon her
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Its very nature, deception
Pretending to be what we’re not
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We will serve you fine caffeine and salad sandwiches
While we convince your husband to obey you
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Words are magnificent things
Things are images of reality
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Don't be asking me that Baby!
Reason for life, not a clue!
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Cool, sweet distortion is what I crave.
The sweet French variety,
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What do you mean to me?
I’m thinking very hard
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Being today’s civilized modern man
In society with fellow humans
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To those who that like to wander their gardens while sipping a martini
On a stunning occasion
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That makes you a loser
Claw your way to the top
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You’re my sweet love
You’re filled with me
My DNA
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I’m not thinking of bits and pieces
It’s not the highway I wander
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Dodging along the dangerous trail, leading to his cage
Sleeping, with a guarded diary of his shameful thoughts
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No matter how grand her fortune
Nothing will erase the awful past
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Uniforms with faces of baby bears
The rival redbirds are taking the field
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It quickly produced a grand specimen of precious joy
Unfortunately, this produced an urge in me to zoom
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Within his claw he clutches his most sacred pearl
Which his benevolence is dependant upon
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As the dust faded trucks move closer, he prepares
He will do what his tribe has done for centuries
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As eve approaches, I depart my special place
Slipping between the thick towers of life
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Spending each day killing time, while crawling toward the finish
In his castle of souvenirs and faded memories
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She tried to guess at their conversation
As a cigarette burned between her nails
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Thistle seed, though small
Provide hungry finches
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Lovely cooing Doves
A sweet reminder of
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Chipmunks, they scurry
Seeds and nuts to be gathered
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Embraced, the Eagles fall
Perform their Ariel dance
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The smell of jasmine
Blends with mingling wild birdsong
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