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Joker But No ThiefDexter: Ahh one two three
Derek: I said the joker is a wanted man,
Dexter: He makes his way all across the land,
Derek: See him sifting through the sand,
Dexter: So I'll tell you all the story,
Derek: About the joker and the thief of the night--
Jane: SHUT... THE F--
Derek: Hi sis.
(A wild Drake appears yet again!)
Drake: What's going on?!
We Predicted A RiotDexter and Derek: Ooooooh.
Dexter: Watching the people get lairy
Derek: Is not very pretty I tell thee
Dexter: Walking through town is quite scary
Derek: And not very sensible either
Dexter:A friend of a friend he got beaten
Derek: He looked the wrong way at a policeman
Dexter: Would never have happened to Smeaton
Derek: An old Leodensian
Dexter and Derek: La-ah-ah, lalala la la la
Dexter and Derek: Ah-ah-ah, lalala la la la
Dexter:I predict a riot, I predict a riot
Derek: I predict a riot, I predict a riot
Dexter: I tried to get to my taxi
(A wild Drake appears) Drake: A man in a tracksuit attacked me
Derek: He said that he saw it before me
Drake: Wants to get things a bit gory
Dexter: Girls scrabble around with no clothes on
Derek: To borrow a pound for a condom
Drake: If it wasn't for chip fat, they'd be frozen
Dexter: They're not very sensible
Dexter Drake and Derek: La-ah-ah, lalala la la la
Dexter Drake and Derek: Ah-ah-ah, lalala la la la
Derek: I predict a riot, I predict a rio
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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