Janithor
2024-12-01 07:43:23 UTC
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PermalinkOh, here comes a "septic," all eager and loud,
Talking 'bout freedom, so damn proud.
He’s sure he’s got answers for every debate,
As if his opinion’s the key to our fate.
He doesn’t quite get how the world spins around,
That there’s more to life than his single hometown.
But with a wink and a grin, he marches along,
Convinced that his way’s the only true song.
It’s not that we hate him, or wish him bad luck,
It’s just that his view’s a little... out of luck.
A "septic" at heart, with good intentions, no doubt,
But the world’s not just his, despite his shout.