His Wife Was Synthetic-Harry Elektron
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his word was prophetic the deeds were pathetic but he was free

his mouth was eclectic his thought was ascetic so he was free

his wife was synthetic the kid was anaemic so they were three on a tree

why did he have to rush inside with a trench coat

why did she have to creep outside in an evening gone

why did it have to fly up in a trousers form then it's gone

his heart was synthetic his voice was anaemic but he was free

his word was prophetic...

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