A ragged thong
wrapped round a bone
a wooden hook
a soapstone hone
don't give me your
survival shit
Ain't no one
walking free from it
Why don't I snap
why don't I howl
You know I ain't
such a wise owl
I'm going feral
even so
I'm breaking down
like Ragueneau
To tell the hero's
sad reveal
that white Panache
I'll never feel
what
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