O gawd *trance-like* I feel a parody comin’ over me..

People get ready, there’s false flog a’comin’.
You don’t need to panic, you just pack yo bag.
All you need to run from is biometric scannin’
You don’t need to hustle, if yo ain’t comin’ back.

People get ready, there’s a train to gulag,
Picking up passengers coast to coast.
Boarding is Death, open the door, meet the Reaper.
There’s Change for All but Hope sure ain‘t in it.

Making some room for Big-O’s ego
Who would hurt all mankind just to save his id.
Have pity on those whose chances grow thinner
For there is no hiding place against Big-O’s throne.

People get ready, there’s a train to gulag.
You don’t need no baggage, just genuflect.
All you need is ears to hear all of the scammin’.
You don’t need to grovel, you just kiss O‘s ring.

.
Sinceriously,
PuC Dramaticus

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2 Comments

  1. Well I’ll be darned! Tater is a poet!

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