The ache, the pain Ne'er dragon slain. No damsel to be distressed. No claim to fame, No penny to my name, I feel so damn depressed.
What I am, I am. There is no sham. You take me as I'm dressed. I did the time, But, not the crime, To this I have professed.
I tell you true, My time is due. For once I have egressed. The confining wall, and echoing halls, Along them I've progressed.
The time spent here, Was spent with care. To you I have confessed. I'll stake no claim, I'll polish my name, And when I am well dressed.
I'll say it loud, And say it proud. I am not IMPRESSED.
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