Amphetamized,
I surmise,
a wrinkled face
is a fine disguise.
While randomized,
my snideness shines,
lobotomized,
but hey, it rhymes.
Standardized,
my eyes un-line,
a hint that time
might need more time.
Aggrandized,
these words climb,
depravity
now seeming fine.
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