Days spent in a daze,
As I attempt to elicit the illicit,
But I saw your heart as gilded,
not guilty.I ignored what I had seen-
A scene of monstrosity,
Any innocence emmigrating
from wherever you immigrated.You made us feel like we were
a guerrilla army. Strong and clever.
But we were led by an ape, who only
did us wrong, never right,Not ever.
-[The ape is bawling now, it's golden heart has been stripped bald.]
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