Members of,
The Flavor Of The Month Club...
Love to dissect those they select,
Who speak too much truth...
And to them this upsets.
Members of the Flavor Of The Month Club,
Run from one event to the next...
Picking choices they all agree,
Will satisfy their insecurities...
With 'who' says what to feed their deceits.
And what does this accomplish?
A need not to face the truth.
A need to continue doing...
Those things they will pursue,
The taste of those condiments...
That keep them protected with more alibis and lies!
Those that have chosen new diets,
Have long been ostracized.
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