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The World
The world's a sick and twisted place And going downhill fast At a most alarming pace. It seems the die is cast.
The world is full of selfish people Doing selfish things. Alas, was ever this the case, The poor betrayed by kings.
The world, it seems, has gone way past The point of no return. The low, the sick, the base hold sway, For change the needy yearn.
The world's priorites dismay All meek, weak-minded folk, Yet powerless they stay unto The whims of Mars and Coke.
So now that a new age has dawned And all that's sure is death, Will trends reverse? Will good prevail? I wouldn't hold your breath.......
MTJ 10.7.98
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