Ev’rythin’ you do now, boo
A two by two by two
We know this isn’t you
Dem raging horns imbue
The eternal need to go solo
You’ll just as soon protest
Hammer yer head at this jest this display
But oh please do stay and revel
I’s love to watch this tale unravel
Oh affectations made with clay
Near it’ll lose form awash in this heat
In this ov’n this coven
Where dem bad bad witches these bitches serve ill wishes
For your deformed heart
To not go astray but to crush ‘neath dem bones
They stir with glee and with a plea
With pleasure they mutter sputter for good measure
I watch and await and oh oh
Let this be the day let this be the day they take yer trickster heart away
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Pictured: Sculpture, Pinto Art Museum, Antipolo
Finally Dee 