"First Class Train"
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Sunshine and Moonbeam walk drearily,
Lurching down the road together.
Super shiny and not so bright,
Together.
They're dawned in black leather.

Then again, what do you say,
To the first one and the last ones you hate?
Waiting in line for your seventh dimension,
Then again, right?
Too bad we're in the eighth.

Eleven wild rhinos and the street signs,
Misdirected rain drops of the righteous man.
Yet, we all wait for the bold faced lies,
The numb feelings of feeling so bland.

The blue hair and the red rain,
Yellow shoes and the dead pains.
You will never touch what I have,
Get out of my first class train!

The weirdest irony in all the world,
To fight the war and cover your ass.
Hit and run with entangled embodiments,
You were the first in your class.

Cure it all, all the pain in the world,
Suggestions point toward manifestations,
Of non material culture and last ditch efforts,
To truly fix the fucked up complications.

Then again, what do you say,
To the first one and the last ones you hate?
Waiting in line for your seventh dimension,
Then again, right?
Too bad we're in the eighth.

The blue hair and the red rain,
Yellow shoes and the dead pains.
You will never touch what I have,
Get out of my first class train!