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The Ill & Us

These dipshits settled for
bitches that would  
tolerate them over
some sick delusionÖ  
 
that ainít me
 
Iím just off to the side,
tolerating you
 
Iím trying to come to
terms with your
bullshit parameters
 
Iíve got money in the
bank and two or
three slave  
masters
 
itís called freedom and
America, okay? and it  
was the reason we
were all here
today
 
anthropods on all those
dirty lawns
 
why else would I  
be here?
 
for a misspelling and
a podcast?
 
they want to make
everything illegal so  
everybody ends up
in prison
 
you are a puppet, I am
a puppet
 
reeling over the ever-
longís cleaver
 
the dog days when
we thought we
were all
clever
 
the salad days when
we thought we had
a chance
 
when Iím in that
basement office
staring at insipid
films on the  
companyís  
time
 
Iím reminded of how
good Iíve got it and  
how miserable I  
forever will
be  
 
 
Taurek
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