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What Do Cloaks, Masks, Labels and Memory Foam Have In Common With Ironic Zinc
What Do Cloaks, Masks, Labels and Memory Foam Have In Common With Ironic Zinc
Only if I allow you-how to find the answer
we must enter a trance first.
Run backwards in circles and sing that one song and dance.
That they speak of through speakers that pierce through virgin ears.
You are sure you know who you personally refer to as them.
He is me and you are him.
Together we form the Ironic 3.
Why not?
So it is and so it shall be.
So we shall from this point forward be known as Ironic Inc.
I like that name better…
If a copywriter is pending or already taken,
with the powers of the We; they are going two--willingly…
Hand it over…
In my dreams I sleep so I'm subconscious
I might not remember.
Sometimes my dreams last from late May to early September.
Tall tells of tall fellows and larger than life animals.
Too big for the people, these characters are almost unbelievable.
We the Ironic Zinc, (thanks auto correct) we are now the Ironic Zinc.
We are the real deal without limitations that hold us complacent.
We simply just don't live in that part of the country enough, suitable for basements.
Just trying to get by we scrap to pay rent.
Some of us even live in a tent.
Others are left to wander without shelter, to where ever is desirable to their particulate-clever…?
-Ironic Zinc 4-5-15
Copyright © Ironic Zink | Year Posted 2016
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