One Word I Can Never Recall

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There is one word I can never recall.

It was used by a cop to sum up my moms downfall.
Otherwise, my swords are portable
past every kind of portal.

The real jackal keeps on himself
A knife fit for every occasion
Never hesitates to witness
Everyone knows being Damned can be delicious
What about slicing its opposite*
For the few who can relate
To the fact of It
before It abates

*happiness
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The Windmills of MacArthur Park
Reward Full Tilts
Just like anything else

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I Still can’t find that one word, which I can never recall
Used to describe My mother, her Downfall
By the cop who saw all
Before making me his first call
I “knew nothing” cuz I shared her gall

“Speaking Souvenir of that time a Jewish boy hit it raw,
how can I help you?”

Even if I found the word, it will never sound the way it did the first time
I (never) heard it

So I cruise to MacArthur park, typing
Where I never would when she was
Cruising alleyways of pantsless
People trapped in (never) time
I can just about catch it

The word was

Nevermind
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