Come enjoy my inmate hospitality!
Oh, did I say inmate, I meant innate.
Of course, we might only have bread and water
And a buggy little bed on the floor.
But I will gladly share with you
All of the captivity—
Way on into my half
If it leaves you wanting more.
Come be a worshipful participant!
Twice the prisoner of hell that I am!
Look around and see the weary,
Lobotomized looks that dull from all the eyes.
Submit yourself to the heavy yoke,
Where no one will lift a finger to help you.
They gave me a ring, and a robe of righteousness,
And it was just my size.
-jenn long
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