Whose mind is full of circling lizards
Smile abrupt, face plastered bland
Croaking regrets, God knows for what
He'd see you suffer gladly
Behind his kind piety
Take away your last straw
Ruin you, more and more
Watch over you hopeless
Beat, disarmed, helpless
Wild within, exultant
Courtesy great, eminent.
He lives confident
As in a soap bubble
Is paid to be in fear
Of masters essential
Feeling hateful, small
Of those amongst us
Who thrust at once
Clean, man enough.
Know Geriza but to understand
Treachery, deceit and our sham.
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