Here ' s a premiere of prewar time
In a populous town
No one was preoccupied by the fires gilde
Pluck a plume and let it fly
On top of placard lies a worm
Placidly move
Where ' s the plight be , where ' s the poignant be ——
In this pictorial world ?
And petals will pervade too ——
If they don ' t pester you
Why not perch for a while
There were plagues permeating outside
Where porcelain break
Are you still pondering on the issues of peace
Ask le pistol men and get your shot
If you just wanna display yer poise
Why not sit and watch
Where ' s the piety be , where ' s the pivot be ——
In this plausible world ?
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