The thirty-seventh wish and you've not learned your lesson yet
Everything is free now, but these things aren't what you get
It doesn't matter who you are, we confuse victim with suspect
There are so many holes in your story, we could use it as a net
There's three hours left until the stopwatch starts again
Don't believe all you hear, the sword's mightier than the pen
Painful rhymes and crimes of hate are the latest, hottest trend
I'd rather not stay with you any longer, so consider this the end.
Author notes
A poem of exasperation at society and people who never learn.
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