Just having a little fun before the Patriotless Super Bowl.
What if the earth's not flat just a bit bent Horizons but the hype of those who fled Twisted by the weight of our cement The creeping edge of "mindful" government. Perhaps the bureaucrats should drop their drawers And turn the ice cap yellow as it thaws Mock the crumbling of the Arctic shelf The house and senate playing with themself. But then again the status quos a lie for nothing stays the same, not earth, not sky The giant redwoods fell and slowly died Long before the crush of human pride. And we a mutant curse upon the planet Sit in broken shale we took for granite. John G. Lawless 2/2/2020d
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