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Their cackles hammer at my ears
Like the stones from my greatest fears
I cannot believe all the crap
I endure from their constant slap
Signs everywhere but ignored
Like warriors avoiding gore
I cannot take it anymore
I must attack the silent-poor
But before I approach and strike,
The dragon-lady swoops and bites
Without warning, they're caught and thrown
Scorned, condemned, away they were blown.
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