THEORY 587439
I have a theory about theories
That I keep upon a shelf
I mention it to no one
Just keep it to my self
For if I told another
He could question and dissent
And the secret of my theory
Well, that would be dispensed
For others might conspire
Tossing logs upon the fire
And I fear a weary nation
Can’t withstand the conflagration
So, a warning to the theorists
Who argue whose is scariest
That amongst the roving drones
With their ever-searching phones
Drinking lattes, getting stoned
Who will soon become your clones
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