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It took two bellhops
Four trips up four flights of stairs
To my fourth floor flop
Left stacked at the door was all
My emotional luggage.

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some appear to want
to cease our #interregnum
which spanned o'er our land
seventeen seventy six
until twenty twenty four

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because how we roll
spin pitch and yaw through our space
lucky to live on
a planet so nice we get
equinox equinox twice

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This ain't no time to clown
So the doctor ordered
A #sempiternal epidural 
The perfect reality bevel
For us to slide on down
To the next worse level

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Out in the barnyard
Stinkiest foul fowl proclaimed
Pheasants bow to me
Pecked and scratched his messy mark
All his chickens clucked around

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Is there such a thing
as good #grief? Healthy maybe.
Cathartic perhaps.
Therapeutic even. But
good grief! No way! Nay I say.

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Black markets arise
Gangsters and Banksters take #joy 
Fleecing has begun
Bribery is legal and
Extortion is a virtue

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when a senile old
man makes this amount of #noise
by setting his farts
aflame on the worldwide stage
something's seriously wrong 

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