Beauty queen kiting dreams up high as her ship sets sail

Only to drown by the weight of her own fairy tale

There's a slow gun in search for someone to fire upon

Once upon a crime, shit hits the big fish in a small pond

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A tragedy where flowers and chocolates resonate

To Sinai where the sixth commandment reverberate

Through cotton fields evil dance without rhyme and reason

A casualty to ponder with each Lenten season