That inane immortal illusion
That immoral ignoble incubus
Sucking and sapping strength
Sneaking and stalking sublimely
This useless ubiquitous unity
This unreal unattainable union
Reaching and raping rampantly
Reacting and readily redundant
I have no use for men who can not speak
of what they see
I have no love for women who can not
live wild and free
That decaying decrepit depiction
That derelict drifting downwards
Hardened and half-baked hell
Herding the harlots harrowing the
harmed
This all-knowing antiquated abomination
This all-consuming allocating absinthe
Drinking and dooming desperately
Damning and daunting darkly
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