The cliff,
Gets taller,
By the day,
But
But you don't
Have to jump,
Chump.
What makes you,
One wonders
Mine for used clothes
In a Copper mine,
One wonders
Why
You discarded
That big pile
Of silky twime
In your
Copper mine,
When you were
Looking for
Used clothes.
Does the car
We're in
Have wheels
Because we've been going
In circles
All this time?
Bro, do you even
Know
What you're doing?
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