Mason Maestro Poems

It is time to make contact, a message directed toward-
the Chartered International Acknowledgement Board
Because we are one, they must officially recognize our face
Let us apply for diplomatic affairs with their race
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The War on Botanism continued, as it came to be so widely known
During a meeting with Cactus, Sycamore called on the roots phone
'The chemical air raids are approaching- we need you to leave! '
But I had advanced plans up the stem of my sleeve
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Ears to the ground - eyes to the sky
My my the heart grows lonesome
For a soul to join me - don't ask me why
She's gone now, so I must be moving on
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All around the night has begun
Reality attacks, the damage is done
We parted ways at the end of the pier
I won't see her again 'til the end of the year
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Blown the targets standing on top of the scotch
Ticket holders branching every way of availability
Deafened moments beamed in an upward appology
Yeah, I'd lie to you but as if you would even smile
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We're breaking tiles
the falling piles
stacking files
reaching miles
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Rolling in with an overwhelming form
All touch is lost in this crowd I'm alone
I have it all, yet I am greedy
In some form or another of being needy
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S-21's the first in the plotting butter chern of Pol Pot
Otherwise empty streets holds no life in Phnom Penh
Heady days in Vietnam boiled down to a street fight
Nixon has gone home- can the sun be risen once again?
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Damage was done
in 1991
I got wet in the rain
and no one can feel this pain
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Four legged pets wander freely in the yard
Frankly, I find dodging their claws extremely hard
It was then when we turned, and I seen her there
A Daisy so pretty with a body's stem so fair
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