David Fleming
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Perpetual Cannons

March 11, 2021

I attack not uninformed.

I've got my principles.

Throw away what I've learned

In the interest of rising decibels.

I may be outnumbered here

Firing away at my targets,

Don't give or care

Who's left lying in the carnage.

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God only knows I row this boat alone.

God only knows how I feed this round.

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You're a burr in my saddle,

My flank's brittle thorn.

Inside the cage you rattle,

I captain with no time to learn.

I may be in the majority,

Safe among the masses,

But it sure feels damn lonely

Trying to navigate safe passage.

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God only knows I row this boat alone.

(God only knows)

God only knows

(I row this boat alone).

God only knows

(God only knows)

How I feed this round.

(How I feed this round).

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A flotilla's in rough waters,

I wonder when the battle turns.

The victor still the slaughtered,

A certainty that experience learns.

I toss about on the open sea,

Hear a cannon across the waves,

The kind of weaponry

Meant to set my vessel all ablaze.

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God only knows

I row this boat alone.

(God only knows)

God only knows

(I row this boat alone).

[God only knows]

How I feed this round.

(God only knows)

[I row this boat alone).

(How I feed this round).

[God only knows]

[How I feed this round].