Dead Poet

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by reallyjohn

by reallyjohn

We life in the blanket called society
Killing our will for conformity
Neil O Neil
Run around the bush
Neil O Neil
He was a good man
The Best one they said
Man O Man
Get your own thorn crown
The jewel is your mind
For the absurdity of authority
Say what you feel
Neil O Neil
What are you feeling?
Oh you poor good actor
Acting as dutifully boy
Neil O Neil
Smile again for Anderson remember
Neil O Neil
Last smile for the melted snow
For the red on the white blow
For the trigger in your narrow
Neil O Neil
We gonna miss you
Barbaric yawp and all of that
For you the leader of our society
The Dead Poet Society

For Anderson
For regret to never see your smile again.