Virtues and Vice,
potatoes and Rice,
the conditions of mortals
and our staples of life.
We all got an angel
tripping over our heels.
We all got a demon
there for the kill.
We all got a smile
we don't use enough.
We all have a sadness
we play on too much.
We all have potatoes.
We all have our rice.
We all got our virtues.
We all got our vice.
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