And you
Too old for your horse
Too old for remorse
Too old for divorce
The nefarious
Hilarious
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Yes you just sing in the style of someone sincere
Beer spacehopper belly
Shell of a fellow
Shelled out
Sold out
I yelled out
But you had just sloughed old scales left to feel with
I prayed to worship in your cathedral of sound
with communion of purpose
City of prayer all around
But no light came
In the materialist twist
Hit by a fist in the night
And there's the strangest chord I cannot afford
Tho' you were the star of this whole goddam bar
A poet singing on a psychic sweet note
While others just different shapes of narrow
You taught me in your way to see
And now I have to squint my eyes to accommodate your being
maggie oke
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