As we swill down our aspertame-backwash super-stimulant 5-hour,
Let us pledge ouselves to an accurate count
A census above all censure
A census to incense our rival offices
Brothers
Our lives
Our deadlines prince of neon yours for now
Crucifixions
First born first shorn
Cut from the grip of life by our tallying talon
Why no one cares for no one
Where are the wise men of your census now
Why follow we the black star
Why try
Why try we update enumerate a rubber cigar?
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