Never will a resolution,
Stick to fit...
Without some exchanging done to it.
By the ones quick to fast step,
In a rendition of a song and dance...
To skip over,
What has been targeted...
For a direct hit.
People of today arrive prepared,
To dismiss what they say...
And come equipped,
For a dodging of bullets...
That get to close to their slick mental trips.
Just to trick those conscious and analytical.
And ready to shoot holes into a claimed and reputable,
Credibility that is questionable!
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