FREAK SHOW
Why do we sit in our circus seats
Watching a shaggy yellow-haired ape
Swagger and strut his pompous stuff?
Hear all the dissonant noise he makes!
Does he mean us harm? Is that a stick
Of dynamite or is it sugar cane?
And is that a cigarette lighter
His other hand points and waves
At us? Why don’t we boo and hiss
Until they drag him off the stage?
We like to play with fire. We love
To tempt the bull, wave the red cape,
Run our outdated nuclear reactors,
Ignore the winds of a blackening hurricane.
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