The call was made
To end your charade
It's the end of your parade
The number was dialed
The case is now filed
Because your shit was piled
The shovel now broken
Your nose was pokin'
Now your actions are chokin'
The camel is weary
From the weight simply
A broken back is my theory
The stones you're throwing
They will have you going
Down below without knowing
The cards were shuffled
Your feathers were ruffled
And now I'm just going to chuckle
©schizology
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