For BP and RB
A crooked web spun quickly to be taken down when perspective is regained.
(For BP and RB who have been thrown under and walked under busses respectively)
Ramping up the gossip,
Cramming it in faces,
Momentarily forgetting the war between the races.
Whose divorce, which affair and all the slimy whispers:
Taking sides of vixens or
their errant misters.
Some refugees are whining
far across the pond,
Yet cameras are chasing
another broken blonde.
The wreck nearby is
infinitely more compelling
than a orphan tummy
so predictably swelling.
The yeezy swiftness in their
crazy fucking squabbles
grab our hearts and minds
like stolen priceless baubles.
Tomorrow I'll be deeper and heed only that which matters
But tonight I'll watch ET
with the rest of the mad hatters.
(For BP and RB who have been thrown under and walked under busses respectively)
Ramping up the gossip,
Cramming it in faces,
Momentarily forgetting the war between the races.
Whose divorce, which affair and all the slimy whispers:
Taking sides of vixens or
their errant misters.
Some refugees are whining
far across the pond,
Yet cameras are chasing
another broken blonde.
The wreck nearby is
infinitely more compelling
than a orphan tummy
so predictably swelling.
The yeezy swiftness in their
crazy fucking squabbles
grab our hearts and minds
like stolen priceless baubles.
Tomorrow I'll be deeper and heed only that which matters
But tonight I'll watch ET
with the rest of the mad hatters.
posted by Dustin at
8:27 PM 
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