who eats a whole rat gnawed down to the bristly bone
is the same that swims in cold pink;
is the same that swims in cold pink;
screwing the mouth to the side, he sends a sin streaming
out of its guts on a lovely 'lil bubble;
out of its guts on a lovely 'lil bubble;
nor if he's ever caught on a pike's discarded lure,
eyes poked through,will he ask for grace
eyes poked through,will he ask for grace
For down in the deep end of every lake, among the tads,
stoked and powered by a profligate few
stoked and powered by a profligate few
a sinning macky, driven by spite!, will nip at the eel,
even before the tides turn his face
even before the tides turn his face
back out towards weeds & rusty hulls But a scaly sot
born to eat silt, likes to creep low,
born to eat silt, likes to creep low,
like a creepy mouth-piece for a world of crud!

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