• Kastinovich

Five Tyrants in a Pod

It is written that very thing You really must see the most Is before you on a swing Which might as well be a ghost

Is televised to the world By waves twenty-four seven Showing thugs of underworlds For some a new vogue heaven

Since hearing what they wanted Down to frustrated vile soul Wretched dolts mad and haunted Are making a vengeful toll

Allowing madness to reign History repeats itself Unless we all make blue rain Eleventh hours become twelve

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