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Stripes
Bent
We've been dispatched to make a statement
I say to you and just for you
Do not fear and keep your worry detained
For we
Those responsible
We have been deluted and recycled
We've risen to wreak sweet melee
I can't say
That love's gotten in said way
Furthermore we've found a new
Organized and set in our ways
Cemented as it may
I'm convinced
Within these years
I'll find a way to make amends
Get over it and make my way beyond the veranda
Eventually
We'll see eye to eye
My views will synch with yours politely
And I'll be perfectly able
To just wave and wander away
Without a second stand of action
Or plan of spoken
This won't be my last apology.
