Alacrity
Alacrity
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Oh it is a cunning plan
Her smile is full of lies
Manipulations and desperation
Mask a jealous rage
She knows the game all too well
“Off with your head! You don’t fit the bill!”
She grits her teeth
and smiles sugar and spice
Her real game is to marginalise
The rule of life applies
To the rule of art
Diversity and spice
Win the crowds thrice
The real artists analyse, inspire
And deconstruct
But don’t judge.
Alacrity wins the crowds
In the meantime.
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