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Meet Your Maker
Hello Sir Maker, remember me?
You've seen me once, twice, maybe three.
Instead you snicker, run and hide,
me thinking your returns will subside.
Oh never!
For I know your show,
the stage is set, c'mon, let's go!
I will take a seat to watch this play,
watch you admire my life's decay.
Sly grins become your luring seed,
on a quota to collect its morbid need.
Oh, don't stop, I am entertained,
I can smile too without any shame.
Would you like to dance,
for old time's sake?
But of no refuse,
let us sit down, have cake!
