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trudge

if I were the devil
or maybe his spawn
would I live like a king
or trudge like a pawn
would I sleep in the night
or fornicate until dawn
as the world reels in horror
I produce just a yawn
I would shed this dull wool
my fine horns I would don
I tire of trudging
I want to move on
Written by chump
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