Anchors Away
Not the warship
Primed for battle,
Not the chained
weight to secure
a ship,
But the anchor
on the evening news,
Ever notice how often
they lose?
Changed near monthly,
sometimes it seems,
An end to their newsroom
star dreams
Kytee Dung, Dodger
Grimslee, Falter Concrete,
Tomm's Brokedown, so many
more,
Which one you'll see tomorrow,
You can never be sure...
But as long as they are pretty,
And don't make of themselve an ****,
They may last another week,
And remain among the cast.
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