Hear me loud, hear me proud.
Hear me roar for I will soar.
Like a bird, not a turd.
A good word for a losing nerd.
Connect the dots to the large knot.
My stomach holds gas as I have mass.
The powerful will dance as I glance.
The room fills with smells as it is in the cell.
Hell can't be far away when it is time to play.
No one gets out alive, no one will thrive.
Look to the sky for everyone is a lie.
Pisaries Creator 
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