Apr. 19th, 2010

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I will not blink. I came to stare you down
And hold you to your shattered promises.
I will extract your payment, pound for pound
And glass for glass. I beat you honestly

And I can also cheat you if I must.
You have no grounds for breach of contract. Cry
If that's the lubricant that shakes the dust
Out of your fiscal gearbox. Double-ply

With six antibacterial extracts
To dry your ancient unforgiving ducts.
Put down the tissue, skip the Jesus tract.
I'm not impressed, old man. Cough up the bucks

Or cough up what lies nearest to the heart.
You knew it was a rental from the start.

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