I Still Don't Sleep At Night

Okay, I give up. I have retyped this poem till I am full of shit, shit, shit. Here I go one more time from the last verse below: sink, sink into shit as deep
as you can go.
You must be on your guard;
buy away, carry it home
always consume.
Look around, make sure
they're not robbing you;
trample
any flower
any plant.
Buy, always buy
carry home
more than you can carry ;
consume, consume,
sink, sink into the shit,
shit, shit shit.