Monday, May 23, 2011


Before you die
You, Mr. Press-Indent
Make amends to the ruling script
This one, none can direct
Especially after you are gone

Before you die
You, Mean ’n Sinister of Die-fence
Apologize to all victims of your fury
For no angel can do it for you
Especially when you are in hell

Before you die
You, City Zen of this crooked net-tin
Teach your son to vote in peace
For no democrat will do it
Especially if they see you bring butchered

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