The Ones With Wings

Here come the freaks again
You know the ones with wings
They make you cry
Or laugh or sing
And what do they ask in return
A kind word
A gentle smile
And a crap load of money
Emotions aren't free the cry
But they are reply we
We of the mighty
Intelligence thingy
And we say run off you knaves
We know your trick
Everyone has emotions
Your kind makes us sick
Ha ha what a foolish joke
This is not a poem
Not even a clever hoax
It's not filled with
Good cheer
Or happy thoughts
Only with the crazy
Imaginings
Of an insane fox???



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Last updated 7-28-99