Bless the less well off whose numbers swell
Stress races for places laced with kindness
Arrest crests and breasts of a restive well
To wind down minds veering towards blindness.
Bar cars that mar happiness on Mars
Tar far sighted lights that twinkle without wrinkles
Advance stances that favour positive circumstances in bars
To mingle singles and tinkle winkles.
Ban vans carrying varieties of clans
Toy with joysticks that wiggle
Admonish a niche in which plans
To cauterise and vaporise insanity giggle.
Break necks on stakes of avarice
Strangles knees and fees of intolerance
Abide by the side of tides that crease
Trousers, dousers, bowsers and browsers in silence.
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