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Satisfaction's Mirage

In the grip of a manic dream  
the world was starting to end  
with a trickster bro-flake pundit scream  
about the youthful commie trend.  
 
It were end times the hidebound way  
with heritage the chief of disguise  
blocking thought cock every time they pray  
for the salvation of enterprise,  
so often sold by saying it's free  
and free it is to the idle rich  
who make that purchase with the liberty  
you lost in a car lot bait and switch,  
and now parking lots outnumber parks  
since few have read the works of Karl Marx.
Written by MidnightSonneteer
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