Roses are ruses made for rubes
running round their ragged lives
And losing ___. And losing ______.
… and lost.
Eerie iridescence eradicates
the necessity of evanescence
in the long lost case of my resistance.
Everybody is everybody’s every-body now;
No more wretched rights restricting rows now.
No more resets and no more sighs kept now.
Approval is forthcoming for the freedom;
We all belong to each other’s fiefdom,
Singing the song and rearing the children
Upon our plots of silly, shaming reardom.
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