Hocus Pocus lost its focus and scores the heavens and green earth Uncle Sam is right hand man have been dying since the rebirth
I had preached and I've reached of loss of life and the grim. I haven't withered and I'm not bitter. I have heart and I'm not tin.
I am a tank I do not thank I make myself at home. in your room I leave you gloom I set the mood on my own
it may be you're first but not the worst impression you may leave
you may feel sick you'll learn to love it
for this is your calling, what is meant to be.
©akathatguy
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