Say whatever you want

Quote and misquote it’s the same

Growling only if robe is near

Nothing will happen, then everything

So now what do I sing, or just wait

Or do nothing

That face, zombie witch grimace 

Lovely, or not at all

Ratsbane just the same, irregular lane

Lifting the lies up with a deranged logic crane

Take my seat why not I’m so entertained

Termites, vultures, pests, flood

It’s always been and still is so there is no was

Pot of gold empty, where’d it go, there can’t be trust