Anyone today,
With their eyes closed to the 'doings'.
And refusing to see things as they are...
Has allowed themselves to be mentally raped.
With complaints that the repetitiveness of the deed done,
Had not been satisfying enough to report the activity.
But wishing the consistency of the effort,
Is performed with much more dignity...
To allow them to maintain their pretentions,
Increasingly becoming outdated!
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