Those that scream to decide
Aren’t the best people to pick
Petty purveyors of pride
They’re not confused, just sick
It seems the more ailments you list
The more you’re entitled to rage
There’s a reason that margins exist
So everyone fits on the page
We can’t base our everyday norms
On the whims of the mentally ill
A mindless fanatic conforms
The logical fight for free will.
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