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"creatins" poems
When this at last falls to ash Well rise out like a pheonix The eagle shall be beatin' For these creatins have demeaned it Brains are washed away In the main streams current And the path of least resistance Gets a washed and watered version The truth's a priceless prize That if you want you have to earn And pieces pure of ********** Are crystal clear once finally learned God has set this task before me To melt this house of wax And though I have been found wanting He makes up for what I lack
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Sep 7, 2010
Sep 7, 2010 at 7:43 PM UTC
The House of Wax