all that's around us echoes hope and clatter
we aren't supposed to object to such joy
since nothing that we do will ever matter
our only task is to condone and flatter
and hope that no one can see through the ploy
all that's around us echoes hope and clatter
we just produce a shitload of raw patter
which when you listen will not swift annoy
since nothing that we do will ever matter
i know you think me madder than a hatter
but that is all the defence i deploy
all that's around us echoes hope and clatter
our only outcome is more idle chatter
a simple gimmick any could employ
since nothing that we do will ever matter
we have no tool that will not chip or shatter
and has more value than a children's toy
all that's around us echoes hope and clatter
since nothing that we do will ever matter
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
29 November 2007
so bloody what
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