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POEM 13
I'm here in prison once again Do you feel my aguish, feel my pain? No happiness
here, no laughter, no mirth Bang it in
your ass at night I hear Then morning
comes can't lie in bed So we work
and work we slave away Then after
work we muster again So muster
up, it's tea time now Now muster
up, it's time for bed The night-time
comes and goes so slow Nothing in
here ever changes Monotonous,
tedious, boring to the bone I'm in prison
no one cares or knows |