Don't cringe or whine
You little swine!
You're scared of the Truth
With all the cowardice of modern Youth,
But when you're old
You won't be bold,
You'll always live a total Lie,
You'll always have an alibi,
So go to Hell!
The world can't bear your sickly smell!
You're drowning in your Wishing Well
And I hear the tolling of the bell.
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