Moon dies and a smiling sun
One tick tock bell for us
May there be a warmly weather
When we set to the hot rocky thunder hill
Our dull shoes and lazy legs walks through the thunder hill side.
Savage gatekeeper call out loud, halirous flogging for time losers
Disgruntle culprits differ against such castigation
We were victimize with a subbing smile
Mourn voices from us who gain nothing but itching pain, no time losers, no subbers.
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