In the darkness of the night . I roam . I see things that only a demon understands . When I look into the mirror of life I understand what others never see, The way things look to you never looks the same to me. Always understand I stay two steps a head of The Mule . I hold the carrot on the string. As the night falls and the demon dances. The mule and The Turkey still never figure out The true meaning of the game. They chase The demon like a dog chases its tail. And we all laugh. And at the end of the day. I hold the cards. The Demon dances in the moon light and The Mule and the snitches never understand the dance. ~~~CYBIL~~~. P.S. Hey Govt MULE Everything that glitters is not GOLD.
Posted on: Wed, 07 Jan 2015 05:22:19 +0000
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