I'D RATHER BE CALLED UNCOUTH THAN COUTH.
COUTH'S PERCHED ON A PEDESTAL VOID OF TRUTH.
MUCH RATHER BE SCORNED FOR MY LIBTARD HEART
THAN BE SNEERING SUPERIOR SET APART.
I'D RATHER STILL THINK AND CARE AND FEEL
THAN TICK ALL THE BOXES, THE LIQUIDISED MEAL,
TOP TABLE, TOP DOLLAR, MEAN NOTHING TO ME.
SPEECH NEEDS TO BE KIND IF IT'S MEANT TO BE FREE!
IN AN AGE CRAMMED WITH ISMS, A CATALOGUE
OF OPINIONS NICKED FROM A NODDING DOG,
DUMBED-DOWN, PSEUDO-'NORMAL', TABLOID AND TOFF,
IT'S TIME WE WERE FLINGING THOSE BLINKERS OFF!
WHEN JUDGING AND HATING END UP AT THE PROW,
IF YOU CATCH ME SEAL-CLAPPING, PLEASE - SHOOT ME NOW!
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