What is it that you do.
Done you don't believe.
I have not seen before.
Or coming from you I already knew.
What is it that you do.
Done you don't believe.
Done to do to think of me,
As a child to be schooled.
What do you think I am?
A damn boneless ham.
Or peanut butter without the jam.
To think you can cram my mind with something.
In a way I won't understand.
I know about your *shanantics planned.
I was born a mechanic.
Able to take apart semantics used.
I'm in the mind of fanatics.
Those folks who perceive they can say,
Anything to have it believed.
To then leave pleased someone was deceived.
I use my mind these times like a database.
Quick to core I get to ignore,
False statements made.
To know them faked.
You don't fool me at all.
With *shanantics detached from facts.
No you don't fool me at all.
I've been around much too long for that.
To be thought as somebody to fool.
Get back to your knack to trick.
With *shanantics you should quit.
Get back to your knack to trick.
I'm not in the mood for lieing nonsense.
When my database is fool proof.
I'm not into *shanantics.
To be hoodwinked or duped.
My database is fool proof.
I'm not into *shanantics.
To be hoodwinked or duped.
Note:
*Shanantics.
Will not be found in any dictionary.
Shanantics is a term (word)I have created.
To described those who perceive,
Others can be easily lied to.
But have no clue their shanantics to use,
Are already known.
Sha/nan/tics.
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