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Landlord Calling

There's pace for hire
In the depths of my thoughts
Please help me, and take it
Else all will be for naught

Just kick out the present tenant
And you'll have me indebted
Keep it far away
And I'll make sure you won't regret it

I need another thought
To occupy my head
If I do this another day-
I might just end up dead

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