When music shifts
To mad disjointed riffs
With lyrics so vexed
Songs of malcontent
When chatter declines
To rants written as warning signs
Sparking profane rumble
Mumble and grumble
When the punch gets spiked
With overspirited spite
Turning jabber once light
Into blathering fright
When fresh air stales full
Of the rank drift of bull
Saliently served in heavy portions
It’s time to leave the party.
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The Misinformation Machine
Beguiling Grove
You Did This
Breakfast at the Diner
