I thought I could find a solution
To counter the flawed institution
But nothing was quite good enough
To remedy their prostitution
And now I am simply existing
At times like a vessel that’s listing
Especially when whiteheads are rough
Though I do my best at resisting
There will be a great separation
And a possible fierce altercation
Yet if we just call out their bluff
We may still survive as a nation.
Are You Reading Me?
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