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Shakespeare's Monkeys

Infinite Monkeys. Infinite Typewriters.

More in MosquitoBytes Volume 12: Rex Deus Ressurectio - 2008-2009

Friction’s Constant

Stigmata Diabolic

The little lady looks up at me
Calls out for pity
Pity meant for me
Feeling certain
Serenity’s curtain
Made love to her gently
Just like she’d never come

The little lady looks up at me
Says it’s a pity
Now it’s time to slip away
Neither of us regrets a thing

We suited loving so badly
We let it slip away

She loved me so madly
Til there was nothing left to say

It slipped away

You know I loved her so badly
She took the words from my fingers
We won’t regret a thing

We’ll let it slip away

We let it slip away

Slip away

© 2009, Mosquitobyte
 

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