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Random Words

Random words floating out in space-

In a mouth, like silver spoons

They fake an air of grace.

Spilling from your lips are the keys

To get your way.

Never give a quarter's thought to the

Vicious games you play.


Why must you say love-when you mean sex.

Why can't you own up-to your own mess.

You can use language like responsibility

Is making an appearance of impossibility.

So,

Don't say it till you mean it

Take a moment or get a grip.

Attachment at the pelvic bone ain't no relationship.


Random words don't mean a thing

Till you mean what you say and you

Say what you mean.

So kill the verbal overflow

As if you had a clue

Walk somewhere else to regurgitate those

Random words on cue.