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Ballad of a Blacklight

I was born a lightbulb,

Just a magnet for a moth,

But I decided I’d be happy

If I were a goth.

So I donned some darkness

To become a blacklight demon.

I’d work to show cops where people

Cleaned up blood and semen.

But alas the business

Of policing wasn’t booming

And I sought some other jobs

With unemployment looming.

Now I make the alleys cosmic

Down at Downtown Bowl.

I may have sold out to the man

But I’m still a gothic soul.

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Empires Fall… *Single Tear*

The Persians used to rule the world

Before they started making rugs.

The British used to rule the world

Before they gave the world free hugs.

So too the Mongols, Austria-Hungary,

Greeks, and Romans lost their graces,

But none fell more than when the Goths

Learned new ways to paint their faces…

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