Words
Misspoken
Like a beastly -
Misshapen
Spring forth because
I can't control the demon
Running loose in my head
And cascading from my mouth
Just a fountain of nonsense
But painful just the same
As my tongue, the whip
Castigates the undeserving
And flagellates the righteous
The prison for my thoughts
Is clearly too weak
I must find better
Chains
Of self-control
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