Upon knees we cry and pray and hide
When it hurts too much to keep inside
When shrinking is our best defense
And begging is our recompense
Submission is our greatest plan
When dying draws so close to hand
Using backs as our final shield
Reliant on the spine we wield
Balling up to blot it out
Muffling the pain we shout
Bowing down to our greatest pain
Still hoping to get up again
The Mewriginal 
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