Do you think you can see my reflection on the moon?
What would PSP rather with his evil conniving spoon?
I don’t shudder at his evil tyranny, but really it should be gone!
There is more than repulsive him, though, that must be withdrawn!
I thought I loved like a beginning that knows the end in itself
But whose blatant exposure that takes everything on my shelf?
I am just treating all those evil hobgoblins with my being an inviolate elf
Would I think, someday, their evil will be struck by a destructive twelve?
Mother, you can see, like you, I never insisted on anything!
Of course, this has begotten the laissez faire for evil to think it is king!
The showdown is silencing the real grandmasters and revisiting
a history of lies and treachery; the besotted evil and its besetting!
I can tell you my Dad is not on the moon, and he never will be
Though in their shambling connivance they want me, to that, believe
What does this presence of PSP-conjured evil want me to make law
It is neither Albanese’s jaws or Richard Marles gnaws, that I saw! Hahahahaha!
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