| Denslow, you infantile cad
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| You must have gone mad to be so vile
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| Are we supposed to believe
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| These thoughts re-conceived is honorable
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| Revising these texts is a brazen sin
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| This infraction just will not keep
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| You swallowed your own opium
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| While we lull our children to sleep
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| You can’t get out of this mess so easy
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| You can’t just draw anything and leave me
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| We won’t go through every page apathetically
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| Denslow, you could never act more guilty
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| Denslow you’ve just about had
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| An idea so bad it’s actionable
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| This aesthetic fail, this fraudulent tale is delusional
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| Arrogance flows from each page you’re in
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| Detached and disposed were your thing
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| So you bought your own island
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| Built a castle and crowned yourself king
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| You can’t get out of this one so easy
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| You can’t just draw anything and leave me
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| We won’t go through every page apathetically
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| Denslow, you could never act more guilty |