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Virtue and Vice
Gifts of Ra will be held with a grip,
Even if generations fore’.
Watch the man growing into a boy,
while the penis goes on a long trip.
Virtues of Mum, given to equip,
that of Daddy to eat our core.
While we grew up, someone messed the toy.
It’s like the Vice was the microchip.
Virtue’s boat carried me like a ship,
ostracized my lip to be sore.
I ate the spirit like a decoy.
I would be holy, check on my lip.
Gifts of Ra will be held with a grip,
Even if generations fore’.
Watch the man growing into a boy,
while the penis goes on a long trip.
Ruddapoet Rudolph