They were close.
Too close.
They must be stopped.
Someone oughta call a cop.
Tackle boy and punch him down.
Stop him acting like a clown.
Drag him into court in town.
Judge address him with a frown.
Keep it up boy going down.
Slap kid into solitary.
Sheeple watching oh so wary.
This mine doesn’t need canary.
We all sleep as one now.
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