UtopiaA Poem by Number51Subpar rhyming skills utilized to make a joke about a conspiracy theory.
The band played
As the crowd swayed And no one's mood Was in any way rude And none were hostile All made nice and docile By the chemtrails, man © 2014 Number51 |
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