Whimsical, rhetorical
jabber
Inarticulate
and annoying
Give me
some soap
Need to
cleanse the air
That’s
thick with rant
A walk in
the park
Will do
some good
I thought,
till the park
Was found
full with
Noiseless
ogres
That vomit
words and
Keep the
quiet away
A nap in
the room?
That’s full
too with
Incense
that are made
Out of news
anchors’
Vocal
chords and reeks
Of venom
from
Politicians’
white shirts
Look down,
oh divinity
And let us
not so
Mortal
souls know
Where to
run next time
The rhetoric
resumes…
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