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Zoilus
hypocrites who cannot read at all
the script on scroll I tell you straight
the man was speaking of me call
him blind I say he saw with hate
acme
Well, you know the rest (Browning somewhere)
it's an island in the midst of a waste
an enterprise zone a queer fantasy
ah how it moves all along the line so
flim-flam
if I trade one dollar down
and one to come and one to forgive me
squat into the toilet with
will you give me Barabbas?
a collapsible telescope
a bathysphere speaks
through an interpreter
who thumbs his nose
at our cares
where the girls play
on the island beach
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