by Martin Anton Smith martinantonsmith@gmail.com

The Attack Of NeverWrong

Hit You Between The Ears

Brought A Tear To Your Black Eye

Then Messed With Your Tongue

NeverWrong Saw You Comin’

It Had You All On File

It Wiped Your Memory

& Installed Its New Drive

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Gibber Gibber Sir Sleeps-a-lot

Oh, How You’ve Changed

Where Once A Fine Man Shone

Now Your Overdone, Blind & Gone

That Was The Curse Of NeverWrong

You Sit In Its Cauldron & Get Too Warm

Your More Than Just A Basket Case

Swaying Cross-eyed Nibbling On A Scone

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NeverWrong The Nowhere Beast

It Always Knows Your Vices And Your Contagions

So Don’t Say Never! Don’t Know Never! Don’t Think Never!

Don’t Wait For Its ‘Congratulations’

NeverWrong Taunts And Haunts You

For It Knows Too Well Its Timeless Hour

Yes, You’re In NeverWrongs Cursed Grips

Coz Your Loose Lips Sunk Its Ships

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Where Was Your Guardian Angel?

That Friend You Needed So Much

Were They Sleeping While You Ate Its Dust?

You Say You Didn’t Deserve This Sadness

But You Let Stupidity Be Your Guest

So Long Farewell And All That Guff

For In The Near Distant Future You’ll Learn

Being Nice To NeverWrong Is Not Nearly Enough