everything's going
up up up
but
nothing's coming
down down down
can we at least expect
a few #unexpected changes
happily turning
topsy turvy inflation around

everything's going
up up up
but
nothing's coming
down down down
can we at least expect
a few #unexpected changes
happily turning
topsy turvy inflation around
I want to sing
a song of broad daylight.
A midnight song is
a dreary thing.
Tonight again,
I find myself clutching my head.
Nature is frightening.
Human nature is even more so.
What can we do?
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