Shanghai as a Simpleton
I dreamed that Shanghai was a simpleton
Who ate glass bottles,
And picked the shards out
From his teeth with a rusty coathanger.
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Though many said he would die
From hemorrhaging or tetanus
Coughing his last breaths
In pools of blood and vomit,
He came into his own all too well.
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His breath full of fire,
He spat diamonds.
And when he spoke,
The people listened.