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You’re Looking Rather Smug

 
Brush it under the rug  
No need to tell the neighbors  
Hush now while I yell at you  
And ask you to do favors  
 
I crave your compliments  
They build me up in esteem  
For I am your Lord Master  
And you willingly do my bidding  
 
Let me pull the strings, babe  
Trust me, I’m an expert  
Deceit is my middle name  
So I’ll never get arrested
Written by nightbirdblue (enbyblue)
Published | Edited 8th Dec 2021
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