Mr. M's Monday Morning

Awaken to the smog at dawn

I transform into the faithful pawn

 

Plastered bleakness to my skin

I am surely now dressed to win

 

Then consume my elixir of life

And kiss goodbye the bitter wife

 

Homogeneous travel in my car

Tonight I think I'll visit the bar...

 

Entering the mighty spire

Twenty more years and then retire

 

Great is this Modern Age!





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