From: andronicus451@gmail.com   
      
   The termination of existence   
   Matter over mind   
   I thought you were better   
   I thought you were a different kind   
      
   You said you will never marry me   
   Because I have nothing   
   You have murdered our child   
      
   The women and girls started collecting material things   
   The women and girls have lost their wings   
   The war of sexes takes no prisoners, they said   
   And I seem to be losing   
      
   The termination of existence   
   Is the better than the way you're choosing   
      
   You pile up lovers   
   You pile up things   
   You pile up trash   
   You became trashy, my dear   
   You play your wicked schemes   
   And you hope I'm queer   
   Or you'd have to change   
   Your deceitful game   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)