by D.X. Liu
Now you don't seem so proud,
Every time you come walking down,
Not a cloud in the sky,
We should just go around,
No sense risking it now,
Risking throne and crown,
And you ask me what I read,
Me, a complete unknown,
A rolling stone, never understood,
And your favorite cigarette store,
Playing a jazz album,
As water floats under the bridge,
And I'm the only one,
The only one in the city tonight,
You better pawn it off,
Before it eats all of your grapes,
You've got nothing to lose--
How does it feel?
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