The end of the line has come to the ones,
Expecting a condoning an extention done of their fun.
And their whims and druthers kept self obsessed,
Has during these times we live...
Must now be addressed to face with a seriousness.
And those believing they are entitled to feed,
Only their needs as a priority felt exclusively...
Are stunned to find a reality has come,
With limitations restricting them to do as they please...
Since no more for them will their selfish wishes be done.
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