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You say you want perks

I want to go berserk

You say you want to come on me

I just want to leave and get my tea

You say you’ll use force

I call your bluff

I see the anger in your eyes

You want to get me on the ground

I make you confound

I don’t budge

You’ve misjudged

You try force

I still refuse

Standing my ground

It’s a good job its cold

As it hides me shaking

I hope this is a dream when I wake