Every New Morning

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that's Morning as it quick-comes. How would I expect the Dawn to be mine When Darkness already sent me to the Mine?
Crawling into the Dream at Night and running into the Day.. As if they are traded and me, overstocked! Every single Morning a Plus that even if the Reaper came, No blot!
He could take the Goat he tethered, And suck His blood unfiltered.
I'm Dick-rising New Mornings, beneath my Silk a Horn.
Silk's torn! At the sight of the Morning Prowess! Pls your Highness, let's take you to the Gent'le!
Every New Morning is Fun-filled, that if there is a Payment, i must be Hard-billed!
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