That day George Orwell wrote about
Back then now is here
When neighbor, friend or stranger
Ratted to local authorities so near
Drive to slow and weave a bit
No matter how trivial it be
A knock will come upon your door
Stating presumably what the rat did see
Oh my just where we going
Imagine the old west with phoneology
His horse just shit a rat did say
Quick cell call the sheriff he'll take him away
Sounds to harsh to hear you say
It's the modern sabre of choice today
Mind your business they used to say
Watch out you
I got a cell and I'll rat on you today
Nick Krakana Sr.
Timmins
August 12/ 2016
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