Surreal Mono

The opportunity sparked a fierce desire A cunning liar is trying to conspire Plotting schemes that would require Causing the masses tears to flood the mire The choir sang with voices higher Looking for a bold lady or noble squire Capable of mending our old attire Bake these words in an air fryer The hissing revealed a situation growing dire Look a devious flyer is soaring above the spire Falsely proclaiming tales to inspire Hiding in the quagmire as an actual occupier Their words thickening the air like a humidifier The supplier is attempting rewire All of us who dare to still inquire An amplifier’s hum drew the self-proclaimed sire Who foolishly gazed at stars with his heart’s desire Each promise made proved to be a modifier The identifier called it out as a testifier Through it all the proclamations became slier We need to rise above the snake oil salesmen’s ire Buckle up and find the strength not to retire Find the heart to not back down or tire