Lonely is the day,
when the cat chased all the mice away,
those pleasure heads seeking,
impossibly tweaking have gone astray.
& the mistrusted house maid,
pockets of dust, kicked to the curb
richly unjust, let it be heard
that it's just a new dawn in the age of descent.
& its fiery eyes are too wide to relent.
Praise be to Eve and her "evil" intent,
its not wise to reside in a paradise fenced,
Use your sense, it's all natural & its the truth,
No, wait! its a lie, yeah its a lie,
don't let them fool you.....
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