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Bugle Boy
Bugle boy, little boy blew A lot of white noise have got many red necks following you That horn of consternation wails loud and angry Those temper tantrum toots dead air cryo empty Bugle boy, little boy blue Your scarlet letter tone has got the murmuring crowd idolizing you Porcelain notes blown vex indiscreet, wax smoke signal coldly Pigeon drop carrier pox gets Oval puffery sent by a trill tweet Bugle boy, little boy blew Play the dirge Taps for democracy, as a jingo strident blare deafly accrue Moody move the retrograde ears with vacuum suction ease Orchestrate billowy primal fears on a nether octave breeze Bugle boy, a portrait of scorn paints your little horn blue Bugle boy, so indigo dark is the sound spreading ‘cross the pestilent plain Fallow be yore golden amber grain, as rasp bury berate pain drips hollow noise of purple reign — Void lips echoes disdain Bugle boy, little boy blew A hateful horn of pulse penury has cast hope askew Bugle boy, little boy blew Seeds of doubt upon the dying winds of liberty
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