You're howling around making a fool of yourself while the posers and punks all take victory laps you primp and smile and show off your wealth but the music has always been bad The girls all look tired in their miniskirts they're spilling their drinks for all their worth and you never feel right in [...]
This is another poem about flowers and sunsets this is a poem about rage and fear and hate there are five dollar words and I surreptitiously pontificate Maybe menacingly mention my mundane melancholy as I allow asinine alliteration to allay all doubt I am a fraud a phony a fake It's quite obvious, I'm figured [...]
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