magoski
Let me Make it clear
said the Moon
to the Sun
I'm not so beholden as
you'd like to suppose'n
I held you in such high esteeem
would it make you less
concerned
that I might be
a snake in the grass
in the tall grass
House in the Tall. Grass
Supposed seems so
artificially contrived
what if maybe I don't know
why can't you speak the truth
what is it you
have against
society
you don't like us
You must hate
us
We're not the Fortunate Ones
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