Like Vultures I say, like vulchers

I see now what us beatniks warned of the saturation of the shortbreads.

You use your hands like raccoons to gather shinny things.

That con-sist of no value.

Chasing the vanities of your heart.

When all along it should've been.

That FREEDOM, to roam and shout.

But the clapping and laughing on cue,

Does make it easy.

To create victims.

The op's of opportunities are at their wit's end.

You're too stupid from the chems, fluoridation, and GMO.

It's gist an extenuation to your favorite movie.

And op's has too many options, to make up their minds which?

SEE, once again the human element fucks up even the best programs.

Of those, the enemies too!