Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,
Bastard, hap hazardous track master, put a beat on and words become lavishly crass daggers/
Doctor: no!!! nurse get in here! we have an emergency!
Secret service insurgents observe me nervously
Cause i got zero consumer surplus
Personally purchase the hearse, attend the service
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