Caveat Emperors
They look much different without clothesIt's all that wasted power one may suppose
It may be Chicago, it could be D.C.
It's anywhere you go, the land of the fee,
Some creatures move about the screens
Shifting symbols with images, with hollow words
Some monsters work behind the scenes
Stealing moments killing you with verbs
No more walls now no more fences
Let us humble sheep all pasture as a flock
But from such shepherds, what defenses ?
Some may mumble, peep, when it's all trade in stock
Smary voices smear the speakers crude
Pat excuses clearly attitude
Everything comes about in time and goes
It's all wasted power one may suppose
They look much different without any clothes
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2019-03-28 at 20:14
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