Runabout Blues

 Should I be sound?
Should be of myself more?
Could it be done, in my room or outdoors?

Made with a knife or a gun or a brave word
Crowned with a mantle and blessed with a sword
Go on and on - Kings out of soldiers
We`ll welcome all what is of no poses

If I curse this very end
With a fistfull of dollars on the line
Will I neglect my dearest friend
And forgot the grant divine?


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