The Freeman's Masquerade.
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In Misery
they Wallow..
like pretty
Pigs praying
their shit will
eventually
be A Pearl to
Swallow.
So I feed
them My
Tragedy,
until they
laugh at
Me.
(silly
Monkeys.)
Perhaps it's
The Nature
of the Beast?
(or maybe
Everything
is Funny?)
_
It's Love
and Hate..
which I
Love to
Hate.
They go
together like
Wrists and
Razor Blades,..
Snowmen on
Sunny Days..
or Deaf Men
clapping as
A Silent
Band Plays!!!
Hail to
The Thief!
(That King of
Puppets Dancing
in A Freeman's
Masquerade.)
__
Oh, how
they Wallow,
looking for
That Perfect
Pearl.
A Greater
Truth..
or Saint
to Follow.
As I tell
Jokes about
Life's tragedy!,
which amuses
me still.
(Because I understand
the Nature of This
Beastly World.)
j.s.h.
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