it is our mission
to bring in our lives, order
and chaos to shun;
but there lurks beyond yonder
pell-mell's ghost out to plunder
do defeat pell-mell
is our wish for all our friends!
who on earth needs hell?
to run like clock, let lives tend
German precision - append
but one day in year
just for a day let hair down
plans for day, you tear
forget wallet, go to town
cell-less, let chaos bring frown
is there better way,
to meet pandemonium
face to face- be brave-
the encounter is not yum
but once in a way, no harm!
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