Two be or not to be, he said to me,
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For "I am that I am", mind you, my son,
only gods can be.
Now... let me explain this kind, "two be",
yet slightly better understood,
since only the Onely can, truly, try to be
and ever really be good.
You see, you can't destitute a real prostitute,
with a penis, a man once said.
Many things in my head, I still hear him say,
'cause now... well, that one man is dead.
And you can always, and very easily, extract
a hard dick from this bed's whore.
But a hardened whore? from an easy dick?
Well, that's a much harder chore.
Now, where would we see, without these names,
absent things, that and this.
The illness of tongue that wills, without shame,
to spread what? Heh, It-is-itis!
The remedy, it's clear, that to let ones be
Is actually to let them be near.
For the national birth of irrational worth -
that relational-shaping of fear -
is consuming the earth, as even we speak,
when we swallow it whole, my dear.
So take it real slow and let yourself know
that newnesses come running to you
when you call them by name, creating the same,
'cause 1 comes, right, out of 2