Note On Authority
Who died and left you God ?Your lies just make me nod
I don't like the crap you sell
On the China carousel
The Authority some people wield
Weapons used to scare to make me yield
My personal preferences to a fictional greater good
In point of fact references deliberately misunderstood
The way you make me sick to make me well
Unholy fake, I hate the crap you sell
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2021-03-23 at 13:09
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