Dear Daniel,
Let no grass grow,
It's lush elegance is merely a facade.
It is, but a persnickety weed,
Surviving only on their snobbish tendencies.
Ripped away from our mother's love,
And poisoned with glossy toxins.
They reformed into a pompous, fiend.
Let no grass grow, my friend,
For my fear is they shall take you too.
Let no grass grow,
It's lush elegance is merely a facade.
It is, but a persnickety weed,
Surviving only on their snobbish tendencies.
Ripped away from our mother's love,
And poisoned with glossy toxins.
They reformed into a pompous, fiend.
Let no grass grow, my friend,
For my fear is they shall take you too.
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