I speak no ill
and mince no words
I play no games
and bow to no crown
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To the laymen the BIG BANG
Was just a plane crash
Way out near a distant star
...
The wild child of the universe
Soon flew past our slow ageing sun
Beneath a blanket of a million
Blinking stars
...
On my way to the tap
Amusement fell on my lap
Watching a rat circling a dot
Where a mouse had sat
...
Is it fate that's unkind
For Pretty and collegues
To be held hostage
Trapped inside
...
On a romantic quest
In the pursuit of a mate
So much is blamed on fate
...
Damn madam
I am melting in your garden
Why tease me
with such unease
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