We the beggars
We the littles
We the nothings
We the dogs
We the thins
We the Negros
We to whom belongs
Hardly more same
This pallid smell
Old sad days
We the beggars
We the littles
We the nothings
We the dogs
We the thins
We the Negros
That let us expect
Beggar
Littles
Nothings
Dogs
Thins
Negros
To play the crazy
Go for a pee
Quite over
And over again
Against the stupid
And stupid life
Which is made for us
To us beggar
To us little
To us the nothing
To us dogs
To us the thin
To us the Negros
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