This dominion is not mine,
Nor theirs,
No place to slither between where the sun hides all your worry day cares!!!

Credited day's slim few to many.
Captains take action's,
While the sloppish dressed harasser's are the caressers of Pilate like crucifixions!!!

Nails they will drive into you,
Chains of wear to drag you down!
Some come for dope,
Others seek envelopes,

For their loved ones are a mindful sound!!

Haircuts all the same in this dungenous pit,
All sprinted bed's to break thy back in!!!

Headaches follow the needle tracking,
As the watered down orange juice thursties up thine spirit!!!