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Chapter 48 - RINGS

Coming in pairs to entangle

Running the race in tangles

Mouth is open

Bars for the unspoken

Hand is stretching out

You see it on paper

Psyche bundles

I do I say

I do to thee

The biggest sham in history

Man became focused

Boxed in institution

Run for the hills

Cattle on the hills

I dare say tradition beats the odds

Gather around the fire place

Stories for the little lads

Whoosh the tradition exchange blows

Targeting the western influence torso

But the fighter blinded by the gifts of western

While our magician left for the hills

Trek out of the I do In front of a box

Go back to the tradition

Unification of man and woman