So bored I'm floored
By the magnitude of
The untoward
Place me in the psyche ward
Before I'm lured
Back to the Streets
And then cured
By her siren's tongue-shaped sword
Once I had Muscle Then They sold Knowledge I learned more From a scrap Or a tussle Than ever While at College
Let us write letters To one another Let us speak Through long winded Ink Let Time slow To no more Than a slink As we proceed To pause...
Why do these Australians Keep going in the water When what always Seems to await them Is certain Horrendous slaughter If I always knew...
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