The Light That Lights The (Spooky) Dark Becomes Dimmer Wit Each Passing Era

 
 
Major calamities making
way
for semi-celebrities to pedal
they's
"goods" to the behungered
pop
u
lace,  ineXplicable to any eXtant
para
digm         or
                    formulae as
                                     would be
                    relevant
        to any
of The
          Ten or Eleven commandments,
might, if nothing else, raise
           the occasional eyebrow
or       nodding   approbation
from  each of the rather supercilious
                                           virtue mongers,
who gain an extraordinary living wage,
(the likes of which we'll never live long enough to see),
through the vast monies,
not ours at all.
 
Hell, it's nothing new. Nothing to get eXcited about,
(let alone be upset over).
 
You remember The Donna Reed Show, don't ye?
 
Well, even she had to bow down to this shit, just like you and I.

"Johnny Angel. How I Love him. And I hope that someday he'll love me.
And together we will see how lovely heaven can be"  
(no permission granted)
 
 
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