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Deary Golly

from Bloody Fool by Graham Patzner

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Your backyard is Paris,
and your hatred is hope
that somewhere a prophet is singing your steps.
The body you forked and fed to the pigs
is the body that shivers,
stinging your steps.
I Won't brag for free will.
I won't take a stand.

True morning lover, feel me inside,
some parts a stirrin' a garbage of lies
the bride to this feeling won't walk down the aisle
She hears the bus leaving,
she tears off her gown.

It's too late for this love.
My bark's better than my bite.

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from Bloody Fool, released July 7, 2009

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