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Work In Progress #2
I see that you've been animated
I hope you pulse as well as you pray
I don't intend to come up on the dollar
To salvage whatever you've let skulk away
Things are a bit beyond your control
It's easy to tell by the holes in the walls
Thanks to your genius, the fire, the burns
The end's in sight, for us and for all
Congratulations are in order, I dare say
You've managed to destroy the remains
And in no less than three days
Quite a feat by a standard pitch
They fell apart with ease
by staple and by stitch
You may have fooled the rest
But this light you shine fades with age
The sparkles have no lasting impact
But I'm kind in blind fury, don't be afraid
