The refugee from who-knows-where who spent all night freezing
On a park bench while you were feeding your fireplace
With presto logs does not want to hear what you’ve been doing
To save the planet; he wants to see you walk over a bed of hot coals
Holding your head on a silver platter and not get burnt.
So ... you're saying our ideals are not divorceable from our daily reality? How dare you!
ReplyDeleteA very cutting remark.:)
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