Bygones Is Bygones
Bygones is bygones
Rights are wrong.
What an ugly, sick song.
If your headlong grin and
sly stare exuded any less
pomp, your clown-prop nose
and cherry toothpaste lips
would have long ago slithered
away from your paved face.
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