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Motorbikes are not allowed
Out here where people stroll.
Smoking’s not permitted, either;
Fresh air is the goal.

Blasting music’s also banned 
So peace can be enjoyed,
Which is why, right here and now,
I’m feeling so annoyed.

A motorcycle zipped on past
And stopped one bench away.
Two guys got off and took a seat;
There’s nothing I can say.

Their music’s loud, their reefer stinks;
They’re coughing up a storm.
Behavior such as this is not,
Around here, quite the norm.

Yet lately I’ve been witness to
Obnoxiousness galore 
And it appears that lawlessness 
Will happen more and more.

What’s not allowed is just a phrase;
It doesn’t mean a thing,
For nowadays it seems to me
Offensiveness is king.

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