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Flail and Crook
For all of you who has ever said You loved me then broke my heart May you succumb to the most? Awful Egyptian curse May Hathor cause you great pain? And shame from this day forward Until the Pyramids turn to dust and The Nile River runs backwards well May it be recorded now and forever? In the book of the dead in prolific Detail by the seal of Osiris I'm not Singling any one person out but You know who you are and so does Isis as the all seeing eye of the Falcon is upon you in the shadow Of Horus call me bitter if you want But all I ever did was love you! Go on now and laugh at what I say But I will have the last laugh just Wait and see 'cuz you are no better Than me....don't you know I come? From the ancient Khnum Dynasty And so when Ma’am weighs your Heart against a feather I hope you Suffer the worse Egyptian curse Until the Nile river runs backwards Until all the Pyramids crumble and Turn to dust, until I toss away my Flail And Crook out to sea... So mote it be!
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