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To tell a story of the famed Knight Hawk
Listen whilst I remember, recall
Ready not yourself for a tale of sweet
For he was never such a declious trait
Knight Hawk began as a boy of late
Curtains are drawn at night,
To shield our fragile minds
From obscurities
Mute outside.
Half are opaque,
Half are translucent.
Variety feeds the filters
Debating with the sons of Republican Virtue
Arguing humanity with reasonable economy
There is no winner, only stock value-
Running with the lost children of the trust funds
