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Flowers in the garden.

Flowers in the garden
They bloom so fragrant and sweet
As I try to rip apart your cocoanuts to taste their soft white meat
Their shells are hard to get through
It’s this I understand
It’s what you do with them when you think I’m not there
That’s what I just can’t stand
You lay them softly upon your bed to tempt so many a man

Clawing and digging for what you want in a terrain that’s made of stone
Without love and help from your fellow man
You’ll surly die-alone
Carry with you as I’ve said before
This advice I give unto you
Tell what was said tonight and may your heart always beat true

To get past these gates that hang locked before your eyes
To walk upon this floor with ease without slipping on your milky lies
To taste the sweet sugars of equality
From now until you’re nevermore
But opening your shell to just anyone in my eyes makes you a nut cracking Whore

And I shall stand behind you licking up what you leave behind
Now bask in your glory of liberation but don’t forget those cocoanuts are Mine
It’s what you wanted from me
This tasting of sticky truth
But now it’s time to clean up your own fucking mess
And offer to me your shattered nuts as proof.

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