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Disappointment Is all us city folk felt, as the king's head was raised in plain sight For we thought 'we have won no fight' This assumption we were right to fear Pain and suffering was all you could here The land was seemingly worse, far as the eye could see Through absolution and divine right, he simply wouldn't let us be To the block, chop off his ******* head! But what does it solve? Look at where we are now, even with the last king dead Disappointed, sulking in our own disappointment In the path to happiness, ****** will never make a dent.
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Nov 23, 2011
Nov 23, 2011 at 11:34 PM UTC
Dissappointment
Disappointment Is all us city folk felt, as the king's head was raised in plain sight For we thought 'we have won no fight' This assumption we were right to fear Pain and suffering was all you could here The land was seemingly worse, far as the eye could see Through absolution and divine right, he simply wouldn't let us be To the block, chop off his ******* head! But what does it solve? Look at where we are now, even with the last king dead Disappointed, sulking in our own disappointment In the path to happiness, ****** will never make a dent.
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Nov 23, 2011
Nov 23, 2011 at 11:34 PM UTC
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