Continuous numerous palpable indignities roiling in a boiling oily growth
Underbelief outstanding match a graphomanic chipped tooth breathing East
with a hushed "fuck you" in its fish mouth.
Bien agiter in cheetah fur, ya got a chimp gummin' up yer works.
And why do we do anything? Because it works?
No, it doesn't.
We just want to get there first
So we can wave it in the faces of the pitiful disgraces like an ace up the bleeding hole.
Has no one asked you before, why the world wants war?
Each piece in its place, and busy.
Keep dumb ones proud and dissenters screaming loud
after all, what damage can a decibel do?
For when you open their minds, you may be sullen to find
It's just a hole.
An empty hole.
A bleeding hole.
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