Friday, October 23

Lullaby

March on, no end in sight,
Hoist the sails, over the sea,
Sail on and on.

No sight of land for days and days,
As cattle on rotting bread we graze,
Maggots for company,stinking of brandy,
Hoist the sails, over the sea,
Sail on and on.

The sun rises, the sun sets,
Wind blows, the mind forgets,
Drifting off to Neverland,
To the noose hand-in-hand!
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