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People are smiling with the back of their teeth; Hookers are toiling themselves off their feet; The cops avoid the crooks on their beat; Scammers are conning cause we all want to cheat; Fishes are breathing on the banks of the creek; Government fingers can't stop the slow leaks; The searchers stopped searching, there's nothing to seek; Voyeurs are seeing without sneaking a peek; The strong are loosing to the strength of the weak; The jocks are surrounded by the number of geeks; The circus is posting jobs for the freaks; The Colonel's chicken has twelve secret beaks; The beds are empty as no one can sleep; The weeds are filling the cracks in our streets; The guards are chained in castle keeps; And all about us grows weary and bleak; Our tongues are loose, Still nobody speaks.
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Jul 29, 2015
Jul 29, 2015 at 12:13 PM UTC
Nobody Speaks
People are smiling with the back of their teeth; Hookers are toiling themselves off their feet; The cops avoid the crooks on their beat; Scammers are conning cause we all want to cheat; Fishes are breathing on the banks of the creek; Government fingers can't stop the slow leaks; The searchers stopped searching, there's nothing to seek; Voyeurs are seeing without sneaking a peek; The strong are loosing to the strength of the weak; The jocks are surrounded by the number of geeks; The circus is posting jobs for the freaks; The Colonel's chicken has twelve secret beaks; The beds are empty as no one can sleep; The weeds are filling the cracks in our streets; The guards are chained in castle keeps; And all about us grows weary and bleak; Our tongues are loose, Still nobody speaks.
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Jul 29, 2015
Jul 29, 2015 at 12:13 PM UTC
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