First thought best thought and I
just thought I'd let you know this life
has all been a dirty and bald-faced lie
a feeble excuse for an existence
What do you mean, I mean
it's been a ceaseless torrent of deception
a bucket and/or buckets of excrement
and a thousand deaths would not suffice
for the denial, and any protestations of innocence
will echo down the decades
This ghastly charade, this pathetic pretence
the disease of being born
I awake a prophet every day, and the
next step is always the best step
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