Dear oh dear me, what is this I see?
My pockets empty, bankrupt as thee
Choices there are none, but to work hard as a bee
So hear my bitchings, in this ode to me
This sin I’ve done, ordering all Busou Shinki
Lands me a waiting job, in hotels of stars five to three
Acquainting with girls, I admit being [...]
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