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This will change your tune.
You'll bay and bark now at the moon. Look beyond the bevelled mirror. Your lover's eyes explain it clearer. What I'd really like to know. Why you're here, when you should go. While I'm laughing in your face, Your pickled hate belies your grace. Eeny, Meeny, Miney, Moe Who will be the Best in Show? Behind the masks up on the wall, Powdered smiles begin to fall. Come now, darling, don't be shy. We need to find the reasons why Im a devil and you're a saint. Oh so queer, not quite so quaint. Itsy, Bitsy, Spider, Fly I know you are, but what am I? Hocus Pocus, Allah Kazam. Another lie is what I am. So much easier to be upfront. I'm an ass and your'e a cunt. Lonely, loopy, longing lives. Silver spoons with sharpened knives. A simple tune to bend an ear And play a song that calls your fear. For just a moment, we now should sing. All true colors have pleasant rings. Like an old piano, we've all been played. Our coins do jingle in this petty arcade. 2/3/26 ZONE S3E22
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