The Hole
Joe is a rich moss-gathering celebrity,
Not moving far from his plot of joy.
Still he finds grief, hurt and chaos,
In this hole which is so coy.
Joe left this hole to find his family,
Joe left this hole for somewhere to go,
You see he's leaving for his freedom,
You see he's leaving to find his show.
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