I'm the proxy
That no one knows about
The Agent of Prudence
Carefully prowlin' around
Short-tellings of my dirt-encrusted hands
And of those who never met their amends
I'm ravenous
For anything of value
My needs and wants are my only vital virtues
Don't wanna see me
Come up empty-handed
Or you yourself may come up red-handed
Absence of malice
Well who's gonna know?
I'm sure we can find
Some mutual cross-road
Between the lines you're not being frank
Omnipotence could demoralize your slate
I'm ravenous
For anything of value
My needs and wants are my only vital virtues
Don't wanna see me
Come up empty-handed
Or you yourself may come up red-handed
thanks for reading
I'm 15 btw
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