Apathy
Have you heard of the Boogles
So rich, so cool, simply like
Gods to us. Just use google
To see them, to follow Spike
Boogles and his band of friends
It never ends, never ends.
In fact, what goes on elsewhere
Doesn’t even phase me at all
Nope, nope, simply do not care
The weak, starving, poor, and small
Forget it! I won’t hear it.
Let’s just watch Spike getting fit
See him go, droning on like
Everything’s great, all so “dank”
All while the teachers go strike,
The government serves the bank
And war rages on, miles far
Not seen, not cared like a car
Apathy is rampant now
Wont be long till we endow
A Kardashian as head
Then we’ll know we are brain-dead.
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