When you've got a horrible
imagination like mine, you're
kidding yourself. No you don't.
It's fine. Fine
for you, any rate. You just take
my word. So much
you imagine, you do
- the part that's merely
absurd! So much more, you
don't.
And assuage your dissatisfied,
unfulfilled fancy by
telling it off. By
calling it
wrong,
and vile.
Which it is. Well,
for a conscience,
you've sure got style.
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