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The Crucifiction Of Egg
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When Disco Ruled the sounds of midnight as she wrestles in the street
obscures those notions we have about our feet
they stumbled through the purpose, like engines on the wing
and chortled out those noises that only they would sing
they honor us with reason and things of such import
like glass before the mirror presented to the court
the king, he doesn't know us
the queen is out at play
the prince is still at college
and can't read anyway
the winter howl roars at us and causes much dismay...
