.[verse 1: Ivy Sole]
Til death do us parchment, we partridge to paper>
Impartial to darkness, Iâm parting with passive and stretching my patience
My pencil is heavy, my pensive is proper>
My pennies is petty, my pockets napoleon
Picking my poison, Iâm poised and I'm steady<.>
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