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Reign Size
Reign size
Is all a matter of perspective
If it does not affect me
Why should I be reflective
On a reign that is less of me
But highly offensive
Top Holiday
Top holiday
Before the others
Has now been forgotten
As the stream flows
Faster for the
End of the line
Take the Helm
Take the helm
In a shaky ship
Overseas
Of the blunder
Under the
Tip
Rigid Umbrella
Rigid umbrellas
Lie by the open door
As the rain sweeps in
From the city streets
We sit just in
Cold nights ascend
On New York City
Again
A Merciful Fool
A merciful fool
Can be an instrumental tool
New to the frenzy
Yet slow to anger
What he is sensing
Me a fool
But merciful I hope to be
16 Fluid Ounces
16 fluid ounces
On a can
On a table
In a bar
Around the corner
Screams out
To drink
Ribbon
Ribbon silk
On the upper stilts
Held up
While I am looking down
In the heights of love
But down from the
Wedding gown
Beer Eyes
Beer eyes
On a late night
Feeling up for the changes
Coming
In plain sight
Beyond the Nose
Beyond the nose
Of the dogs of democracy
Voluntary crazy
We have come to be
No sight
Or sound
Could bring us back together
Now
Where the differences divide
Has dug in quite far
Full of liquid melted tar
Beyond the nose
Will be more problems
Where our senses
Can’t go
