There are days I feel
like a famous explorer
stepping off my ship
to stroll around some
new Utopia and days like
today where I am quite
the opposite. A ship wrecked
wench on a deserted island
only it's not without it's people
natives grab me and tie me up
bring me to the center of their
village with joyful grunts
I hear the cannibals drum coming
It's been that kind of day
I am sorry to say.
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