Dr. Fishbone
Dr. Fishbone forsooth me,
"Tell me child, are you deceased?"
Sparagmos teeth dared to deny
But a being unbreathing ain't really alive
Fervent observant afterlife
Saddened cadaver I henstrife find
He knifed his most lilting belie,
Resignedly whined, "we've been here the whole time"
Teary eyes shan't mar blue skies
To sight the visions of the blind
Wide thighed cry of those who're sly
If god is perfect so am I
Condemn me such sir soothsayer
Licentious lungs lack free air
I beg thee, regale me tales of lies
The truth will gorgonize my guise
Scant heart deaf dart chicken beating
Candor mink door quailed my dreaming
Glass shard jailyard stopped my sleeping
Bloodied boy the dog is seizing
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