Everything is horrible
Everything is great
Everything is as good as could be considering
The ignorance incapacity and perfidy of humans

Whatever your mother told you is true
It doesn’t matter if it’s true
You have to live that way
There ought to be an irony flag

There ought to be quotation marks or two or three
To imply bold disclaimer
What an heroic renunciation
Pages and pages without punctuation

H is a consonant you clowns
But clowns make such effective tyrants
Along with rock stars and super heroes
Ecdysiasts cowboys and trenchcoated makers of intrigue

Cartoon talking animals
Space mans
And naked glabrous berserkers
Sans eyebrows sans coiffure sans public hair

Who prop thou ask’st
In these bad days my mind
He much
Extravagantly inexistent deliverer

There ought to be a contradiction flag
Repetition
No repetition
Flags for echoes borrowings subterfuge and theft

So that’s what it comes down to eh
Pretty private problems
Euery early earwicker
Not in battalions but single spies