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Miscellany For the Dead (No Mercy, Pleas)
playing the game for dirt and diligence.
dropping dead for the flick
of a nickle's worth of coin.
~Every
body loves money (whether they
like it
or not).~
Don't mean a slip of a shit
who yr fckn daddy was.
Don't bloody matter whether
mama was or wasn't,
When yr kid/chylde dies;
weep, sob, rant, or rage.
She'll still be just as dead tomorrow,
and any other day
you
choose (from
Now
until whenEver)
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