Ask a man...
Act as a mad actor,
dabbing fake claims,
and attract bad tags.
Tap all basic data,
make a crafty game,
walking shaded lanes,
after faking insane play.
And wait...
Aim clan's sway,
shaking veiled chains,
that strains all snakes.
Daggers laid bare,
that was stacked,
as a fatal stab,
allowing panic's advance.
Saintly agents have prayed,
available at active days,
washing away faint stains,
that's a masked dark abyss.
Again, all that's lacking,
was a daring whack,
asking a man act as...
Mad, bad, and sad.
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