Granted for taken, feeling
Jumbled is the tumble, when rumbled
Verses free from obscurity
And the Rorschach stains in my head
Figure this out
When self is still in
People still concentrate
on the pain they don't feel
Uncommon, is not the way
A bird shits on your head
The way is convenience
So, stand aside or alone
Thrifty, thy name is used
Used, thy name is new
New, with great marketing
Of a product long since trashed
Out is the wave of new
When shoes are worn
On the doormat of you're inn
I.O.U. an umbrella
You'll need it since you're not sleeping.
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