Don’t make me cross or cross me
Firing across the crossbar sideways like a crossbeam
Red beam gleams on your beanie site, like a rubied diadem by a fireside
I’m wearing Lacoste beneath an Oi bomber, never without my costume
No dossers in the boss room
Clay tablets depicting lost runes
Weed supply ample, tobacco leaf’s amber like the lost room
Gamera showing Godzilla moves after the movie
Learning process; take all they’ve got then do them
Teacher falls to student
It’s perfect like a loop circuit
Loopy seeing how much I’m in surfeit
Old foes begging to enter my service
Getting served by certain perverts.
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