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Shakespeare's Monkeys

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More in Early Bytes: 1982-2003

Thought II

Your mind is a quagmire
It's lost its face
So what do you do now
To win life's race
Well, now I kill ‘em
Time to eradicate
Can't be soft now
Can't prevaricate
One eyed dead man
In control of this train
Blood is seething
Sweating acid rain
Come on home now
See, there is no shame
In being lonely
Other fuckers are to blame

© 1996, Mosquitobyte

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