As I went to the Market
On One Limp
To see the Match man
and Push the Wagers Bell
I Slept and Fell on my Breaking Heart

The Clichés and Cakes
the Martyrs and Mighty
Oh How could I ever not see you
when cremer crimping creeps
Where Warriors where Mockers and
Tailors where Stitched
with their own Weakest Treads

I fathomed and fell Low
Was breasted and beating
in Pains carried my Limps
as a Cowardly Loins
My Loans cuts deep
Deeper than my Eyes could see
But Faith Retrieves and is
Revealed in me to See
What the Truth is Destined to be
As I Party through my Fate of
A Destined Child to
Finish my Course

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