ISN'T THAT SOMETHING I KNOW?
How the criminal wants punishment, yes.
Isn't that something I already know? How
the panhandler steals fruit and tries to run.
Fleet-foot he's not. And stumbles. Isn't that
something I already know?
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When the car that steers itself steers straight
at me, what do I do then? Oh I wish that was
something I already knew. I went to sleep in
St. Charles Cemetery, one long and August
night. Would I awake again, or would I instead
sleep the long sleep of the dead?
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Isn't that something I already knew?
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