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Dec 2011
where? in a land far, far away



suburbia about to crack
every Jim, Joe and Jack
solicits money for dope
with no hope for a future
for his kids cause he’s broke


                he hasn’t seen them in a couple of years



                there are all
these mannequins

they walk around like they’re people
they got the houses like us
they got their malls and their steeples

imagine




the hand that feeds them buys ammonia
and they give it to the kids
yeah, they put it in the pigs  
before they’re porkchops and ribs
they take
a little arsenic
and sprinkle it on carrots
because they heard the brand has merit

it's like




a different planet
once they had orange men and pink

and they didn’t get along
they said the colours were wrong

and they fought,
of course they fought
because that’s in all of nature


but they were given a few thousand years
they never quite figured
it out
it was a failure
and they never found a cure
and they never did mature


til the sky

came falling down




and it’s
a different time a different place
it’s not even the human race
but citizens get robbed by banks
held hostage with a gun in face




so I hope
that though the words I speak
are really just absurd
they’ll send a message that is heard




                                     almost there
                                                be the change
                                                          ­    with your
                                                            ­               words.
I feel a little redundancy going on~ we're all one! ☮
thanks for reading!
Day
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