Today
Let me say it
Not tomorrow of what I know about
The Fool with plenty nonsense
The fool heads out
To buy articles not needed
To pile them up to become
The fool with plenty nonsense
His skull is full of waste
Loves them all
Keeps them in
The fool with plenty nonsense
Whatever it is
Filled the cage
Till space is begging for help
The fool with plenty nonsense
Robbed of life
Sleeps alone
Live with animals
The fool with plenty nonsense
Dirty aroma
Peace elusive
Death knocking with
The fool with plenty nonsense
What could we do...
Where should we send...
Who will help...
The fool with plenty nonsense?
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