She looked through the eyes of Nietzsche,
and with his moustauche.
Beggar dog earned nice slice of Cheeky,
and her mental crummy touch.

"We gonna need true democracy", she said,
"if we're getting engaged."
Wise women told me that freedom
is bottom-up, not chains of top-down.

Poems, poems, poems and sculptures,
could it be known less.
Beach-pool-stark-pie preachers,
aa - I'll find that fishy Bess.

*(Joo tiedän, jos viittaat kertosäkeen oikeakielisyyteen.)*
Hey let me be, let me see where the world is going.
I wanna see before I die
what does she want to show me.
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Now I know that that you can't be fly away
like an eagle.
Because somebody realise to wrench the freedom
for people.
*kerto loppuu*

Confuse me unchained.
Confirm me deployed.
Musical dentist is healer...
I really hate ya!

She's with you now, that I know,
it's the end of this loathing show.

Poems, poems, poems and sculptures,
could it be known less.
Beach-pool-stark-pie preachers,
aa - I'll find that fishy Bess.

*kerto ja niin edelleen*

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