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I am man with a loud mouth, Some would like to shut it tight with lips stitched like a zipped bag, But I am a man with a free loud voice I choose to let loose on this world. Deafness would be a gift, Not to hear my utter bile would be like butter and honey on bread, But I’m a man who will be in your face no matter how closed your ears are. The world is full of ill I shout, Politicians run like tossed free green ball bearings on blue ice, But I am a man who will not be cast aside and on their heels I’ll be till their ears are nailed to the floor.
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Sep 14, 2019
Sep 14, 2019 at 5:25 AM UTC
Loudmouth
I am man with a loud mouth, Some would like to shut it tight with lips stitched like a zipped bag, But I am a man with a free loud voice I choose to let loose on this world. Deafness would be a gift, Not to hear my utter bile would be like butter and honey on bread, But I’m a man who will be in your face no matter how closed your ears are. The world is full of ill I shout, Politicians run like tossed free green ball bearings on blue ice, But I am a man who will not be cast aside and on their heels I’ll be till their ears are nailed to the floor.
Sometimes I despair
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Sep 14, 2019
Sep 14, 2019 at 5:25 AM UTC
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