Do not need dark scorn
From a devil's horn
Do not stir our pot
Judgement of our lot
Learn how to convey
What you want to say
Get your point across
Don't sound like a boss
Come and feel our sway
How we spend our day
Work to understand
How survival planned
Must learn to listen
For world to glisten
Understand intent
Before mouth dissent
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Lyrical Porch II
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