The Great Wake 53: Egos By The Kilos

 

No one in the schoolhouse, these teachers are dumb.  Their pictures are small, their minds are closed, they have blurred vision.  No clarity, only fog.  Blue skies are above, beyond a tax credit, oblivious to incentives.  Keep the trees, escape the windmill spectacle, figure out fusion, oil it up 'til then.

Radiation games of destruction, the nuclear option.  Our piss poor elected officials, egos by the kilos.  Filibuster this, buster.  We don't care and it doesn't matter.  Your bounce house games.

Cause a ruckus, ditch the decorum.  The aisle is a clogged vein.  Those on the left chant, those on the right moan.  They deal seats like a casino dealer deals cards.  Under the table and through the sleeves.