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Ballad Of Simon Constance
Simon: "I`ll never get it,so I guess I`ll never win.

`Cruelty free` is some sick joke,

and someone`s gettin` paid well for it

(moans) Oh, the horror!"

(and she swallows and the come goes down easy)

Simon: "You ate, taste good?"

Constance: "Makes me sick, nibbling on sinewy muscles"

(Constance`s conscience kisses him,

slippery. His mouth opens.)

Constance: "Don`t you say a word!"

The moan in unison. Simon says Another way.

Constance plays the slave.

Lays her body over. Bed becomes the grave.
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