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Thursday, 17 October 2019

An Ode To Locksmiths

Been given the keys I knew I'd receive be careful what you're asking for
Thy rod and thy staff simply twelve toned math an earful opening all doors
Simon the Roman gone fission for man if you're caught is to be freed
Come open your lock by using a rock or sowing the proper seeds

Woe to thee all woman of land, air and sea
Adam was the serpent apple between his knees
Seduced by a snake worshiped by nations
Banished forth, from Eden it's the male who is Satan

From the tree of knowledge a metaphor for sex
Plucked a ripened globs of fruit that of her innocence
Since forbidden resisted forcing her to taste
Now I know why girls hate boys because Eve was in fact raped
We ain't going home got nowhere to go

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