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Walls Wit Balls
Quit this intermongrelling
before some true citizen
absconds wit the recipe,
the plan,
the blueprint of Our ever-breaking heart,
the niceties saved
for the forthcoming intercession that we need to live real lives
beyond cemetery or crematorium...........
Oh, you grim weeper, you.............stand up and smile for the throng.
Lie whenever necessary.
Quaff a belt of that blue Powerade whenever feeing weird and dumb.
"Can't beat a cure like that." I heard said down in
the corroded train'yard.
"We need some of that true-blue spirit
where we come from."
They came and kept coming, as a fascist king tried to wall them out.
Man'o'Man! It takes balls to build walls like these.
(Great, grand'almighty xenophobe balls, at that)
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