Unsullied

I put on my soap box glasses
To warn agains the dirty laundry, the surge
My unsullied thoughts I hope will purge
All of them, those unsuspecting masses
I put them on the spin cycle carousel
Feed them the snake oil detergent I sell
But it’s me, and me alone that’s the joker
Washing their minds with a fire poker

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