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Was he badly mistaken or guidedAs he wondered his valley built in silenceHe'd cover his face to speak as he chewed off his finger, to the boneThe haze of his coloured daysThat march of content as his dignity splits to unveilHis bitter sweetnessThe town would shudder and stareAt his presence with a single glareAs he makes his way throughThe local squareAnd he says to them'Your a broken fence, in the yard of annoyance'Your a broken fence, in the yard of annoyanceAnnoyanceHang the cystHang the cystHang the cystThe first time in pace or in mathWas at the sight of his wilting nooseAnd the chance will soon reduce to an angry silenceHe escaped in the shock of the snapHis wonderful vanishing actWas a spectacle but not what anyone expectedThe route was planned as much as the broachpin daggerThe route was planned as much as the broachpin daggerCatch the cystCatch the cystCatch the cystCatch the cyst
