The host of tales are
forced into my ear
I can’t deny I
cried to hear
and see and see
and fill my eyes
variety
shock awe surprise
and how it all
amounts to nothing
except they’re trying
to sell me something
and what am I
escaping from
embracing sloth
and feeling dumb
the host of tales
all the ghost globes
the dark lords look
from dark cowled lobes
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