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shovel struck paydirt
but the success was curt
all that applause fading away
each penny taken each day
those words were corrisive
slow-burn explosive
that silent treatment
became ever frequent
I’d be your sacrifical lamb
be silent as a clam
be the last pin to fall
before the crows nest can call
all hands on deck
you’ll be ship-wrecked
the aristocrats finished the waltz
become ocean decorations by default

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