Fu Man Chu
Fu Man Chu
one blade of grass
hero to mask
not a solemn type post
breath in machine
to ask for Mr. Clean
tragedy tries to lead whole of me
there he lurks
brave at the vibrant head most
change the heart to roast
be the beaver of one who decides
a vision in twilight
rest for the soul
Fu Man Chu
want to stany next to me
amidst the wild tragedy
whip me in shape
portrayed no better escape
vibrant through the eyes
a dozen filed lies
as my swift year beneath the valley of tears
through each everglade we shine for the explore
like a nickle and dime we transmit this next nor rhyme
louder and louder we search for yet more
But forever what ?
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