We’ve played a fool so many times
We’ve been led bested and thrown to the lions
We’ve been to school for all of our crimes
So we deny
Stars when you shine you’re all we feel
Riding precisely in fractal surreal
Stars when you dream ends to a mean
Come on between
Down to the spring caught in a lie
Moses might plan things so he wouldn’t die
Come by the skewer starboard to par
I will in crime(?)
Die
Oh what a beautiful vision in time
With a meaningful range of expression and rhyme
Infinitesimal strangers on wings of a plane
Flying narwhals adventure in standing refrain
I’m not a man you see I just repeat for free
Tilly and Wall shot a gold Tally Hall
saved its Stromboli poetry "Have a Cigar"
Señor (((Freud))) you look good but your tars are your tars
Oh what a moving expansion of space
with a meaningful range of repression embrace
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