It was you
that told me of the bleeding chunk
It was you
that showed me of the muse called monk
And you're still in this thing
not thrilled
but such is life
the routine unfinished
business
Such as with which
this bloody joint is rife
tried to do it every day
I do it none
Getting by with nobody
my myself
one
Another bloody chunk
pass just one test
I put the period on it
toss it up on
with the rest
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