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Who the hell rings bells anymore
whether in a Capitalist society, a Theocracy, an Oligarchy,
or a Dictatorship

	the DING has sure been taken out of the
	rama dama ding dong

No ones home, the juries out
	G-d is dead?
	Shell, Chevron and Texaco
	have reduced the life expectancy of people in the Niger delta
		to 50 years ......

The Oil companies are fracking the hell
out of the water table ....from here to Canada and back
and guess what..then they can up the price of 
BOTH oil and FRESH? water??

Who are the bell ringers [Ask Jessica Ernst how the water is in her well?]
	Where are the bell ringers [hmmm, Canada?]
		[Strangled in the nooses of corrupt governments]

DO say! Do doubt! Do think....

Take a whistle blower home for dinner!

Blinded by the stars [lulled into limbo by Flamingo dancers]
	 living vicariously ..voyeurs
		peeping through the key holes of arse-holes
Pull yourselves UP..OUT, declare COMMIT
	re-remember what it means 
	to have YOUR WORD mean something
		re-remember what it means to be a friend.

Free yourself, for no one else will.
Fallacies RING true to the disempowered
	there DONGs removed, their clappers plucked

Sex, drugs and Rock and Roll was the mantra
of MY age, and HELL NO I WON'T GO
	our calling card.




*Thank you to my muse and friend Rueben O.
for inciting this ancient ding-dong :) 
Please read his excellent write [Didn't Don't]

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