Find something they care for
And be told it's not a life
Too glib, too dumb, too colourful
And yet they will still rise.
Eat for two, but think for four
Could it be stretched a bit more?
Like more than everything there is
Literally... I assume that's how it feels.
Wipe the memory of rats
And their insatiable hunger
That cost a piece of them
As they became just another number.
Silently bare every hour
When stick bugs in power
Don't look them in the eyes
But tell them they look nice.
...
Lovely, lovely girl
Such beauty to see
You're so pleasant to look at
Gorgeous lady, marry me!
Szőcs Ágnes XII. H
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