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Reminds me of a fine tome once penned by State Penitentiary prisoner Tyrone Greene:
Dark and lonely summah naht
Kee mah lanlode, Kee mah lanlode
Mean o’ watchdog. Do He Bite?
Kee mah lanlode, Kee mah lanlode
Bust the window, break his neck
Den his hause, I start to wreck
Got no reason! Wat da heck?!
Kee mah lanlode. Kee mah lanlode.
C. I. L. L Mah lanlode.
By Tyrone Greene