Sperm in Alium
Know my onions
In the union partnered
Hares on the back of my neck
Leverets on my shoulder
Dogs at my behind
And hounds rolling over
Where can I find
Some peace of mind
While I grow older?
It should be easier
Than being a soldier
But nothing seems to come
Down the river but boulders
Tumbling trying to crush me
And I have to be Atlas
To lift the weight of the world
It's not all bad, it's just the heart
If not for the love of a girl
But That is just foolish art
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