5 Here lies a great vicinity
A slot where the
common remains commoner
Through the
outskirt of the city
The red vulture
sees through the entertainers.
10 Like the mist of
the day, the suppress
Seeing them in
their pool
They cause
nothing but havoc and distress
Oh!, here comes
the man in red tie, so cold.
15 I deem in black tie,
must it be red?
We are out
scorned ,with rotten teeth
We have been
soaked and raid
With smiley bony
face, we teethe.
20 Like the snow, they
are as white as wise
Our people, with
sort of betrayal, the succumb to their fairly tricks, so unwise
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