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WOOP-DE-DOO WATERLOO-YOU Bring me the lonely. Bring me the broken. Fetch the sinner, and the orphan. The ones........who can hardly speak a word. My sons.........with ears blocked, eyes blurred. The desperate, the dying.........with no hope of being cured. The outrageous, outfoxed,........the wildly absurd. The mangled, the weary, the tired, the abused, The weak and the wailing, the drugged and the boozed. The parsimonious & sanctimonious, Ones full of balonyous! The barbarous, the blasphemous, the perfidious adulterous, The greedy octopus, the seedy infamous, The contemptuous murderess, the incestuous, the querulous, And throw in the onerous rebellious, Now that we are all here together, And you remark, "What a bunch tethered!" Here's a clue what I'll do.......to spark a hunch or two. Look behind your own mask........and you won't have to ask, "Who's this debauched motley crew?" They're just an overt example of the covert Waterloo Cloistered......... In the self-righteousness of you! |
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