Deliver it by mail
Or deliver it by speech
Or deliver it by codes
Or maybe you'd prefer
To deliver it by look
These words had to be delivered
They had to fall on your lap
Bless you with a slap
That says
Permission is not granted
For you to get away
Like nothing ever happened
And rather than aesthetic
I choose my poison plain
Since I can only say as much
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