i had a dream that i was in my master's house
under the table where he eats
and he was holding up a morsel and demanding that i speak
bc u must work if u will eat
do the trick if u want the treat
be glad yr master doesn't beat
be thankful for a place to sleep
i had a dream that i was pressed against the window
of my office building
that my superiors demanded some more flatness out of me
or i could push right thru the sheet
of glass that separated me
out from the safety of my keep
to take my chances on the street
i had a dream that i was on the street, the raining glass
was cutting into me
me and another man, we hid for shelter underneath a tree
and then he pulled his own tie loose
he said i think you'll find some use
a tourniquet or just a noose
either way it's yrs to choose
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