Does anybody here know what this poem is talking about?And who wrote it? Has it ever turned into a song? Thanks.
It begins like this:
Fat Martina black and white , but black is right, and white is might be pretty
Covering the innocent game with blinding shame and shameless laughs ,
Oh, it's just a claim.
Can you ever let me know which way you go when the dreams are gone?
Binding bonds will pull steel strings of mercy till it wounds.
You may cry when feelings sting, scratch the itchy wing of the human fly.
Even when the girls are dumb they still confuse. Which way they chose?
Orders, shrieks and telephones , they say your dream has won, then gone to hide!
Could you ever tell me who is playing on my side?
All the food can make you fat
You take too much of that, its getting hard to jump.
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