Remember The All Seeing Eye
floating somewhere in the sky.
It remembers all we say and do;
it knows the secrets of me and you.
It never sleeps, it has no heart,
no love for that which we call art.
It simply rolls on day-by-day
to take the joy of life away.
So never let a chance go by
to point your bum up at the sky
so that The Eye can finally see
the joy there is in being free.
Hello cruel world, I’m here to join this circus.
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