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Friday, July 23, 2010

Entitlement

The not-so-simple direction
Not-so-simple perception
Argue simple,
Beat the solemn speech.

A psyche tips a drunken toast,
A mute stutter
To the kings of the hill,
Always starving and getting richer.

An unsimplified gown, trained
Unsimplified shoes higher
Tossed coiffed, unsimplified hair
All under a crown new currency forced
Upon this rarity
(it was complicated, before).

Now, she totters forth
For the crowds of simplified,
Feeling more and more a queen.

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