I Dreamt..
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I dreamt I was drinking in a politically correct pub
Where one couldn't say anything of substance
Without being barred. It was bad enough that
I couldn't smoke, but not to be allowed freedom
Of expression was really way too much to take.
With this in mind, I certainly won't be raising
My beer glass anytime soon to all the phonies
And the fakes. May they hang themselves
With their own preposterousness and
Pretentiousness, while I remain true to myself.
Bu şiiri puanla
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