"There must be some kind of way out of here"
Said the joker to the thief "Theres too much confusion,
I cant get no relief"
Businessman they drink my wine
Plow men dig my earth
None will level on the line
Nobody of it is worth
"No reason to get excited"
The thief he kindly spoke "There are many here among us
Who feel that life is but a joke.
But you and I, we've been through that,
And this is not our fate.
So let us not talk falsely now,
The hour is getting late"
All along the watchtower
Princes kept the view
While all the women came and went
Bare-foot servants, too
And Outside, in the cold distance,
A great darkness did prowl.
For you see, Two riders were approaching,
As the wind began to howl.
"I thought what I'd do was, I'd pretend I was one of those Deaf-Mutes"
Name: "C"
Interests: Classical Literature, Philosophy, and Psychology. Oh, and Advanced Computer Science, Cybernetic Network Configuration, and Quantum Computing, I guess.
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