We sputter and spark
We blather and bark
We fizzle and foam
We mutter and moan
We rant like the fool
And think we are cool.
In the end it We don’t know
What we don’t know will show.
Like a pig that is greased
The tongue is a beast
When it’s power’s released
The tongue is a beast
We cuss and we swear
And really don’t care
We let the barbs fly
In an endless supply
We still bloviate
And verbalize hate
Its really insane
To parlay in vain
Like a pig that is greased
The tongue is a beast
When it’s power’s released
The tongue is a beast
Yeah the tongue is a beast
August 26, 2024
Anthony Foster
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