I thought I was a saint
But it turns out I'm a sinner
Got this black taint
Can't remove with a thinner
I've got pictures I should paint
But I must sing for my dinner
And places that are so quaint
That I'll only reach if I'm a winner
Tell me why this stale mate
In this game of saint and sinner
Did I forget to close the garden gate
On my way to outer space,
Should I have chosen inner?
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