With a clear conscience
And a beard like Moses
He said that
There was a trespasser
In his soul
He didn't say
Who or what he meant
He just mumbled
Vague warnings
And a threat in the event...
And he stopped right there
Fixed me with his gaze
Waited
Nodded
And began a new
Mumble haze
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