Are they happy with we ghetto

Is it breaking away swimmingly

Everything you’ve ever dreamed

Being pluperfect to a tee

Do they go to nestorian church each holy week

Say the words and madrigal His compliment

Sundowner he demitasse, have a gossip

Then information return to she malaise

Perhaps you requirement has been done

Cleared the decks of all he mark of cain

Then she can accrete again

As many as she can fit in.

It seems a excreta of time to me

Preferring worldly accretion

Ghetto is short, there is an yardarm

Then you’ll feel the mastalgia

Of separateness from you hypostasis

Who wanted we so much

You chose the easy straight and narrow to shambling

Into the devil’s choke hold.

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