There's no longer the up- or the downside.
No more Giv'at Shmuel or Riyadh.
No more A; no more Z. No sir, take it from me:
there's just people; they're good or they're bad.
There's no more Amy Goodman or Fox.
No more whole enchilada or tad.
No more epic sublime or lascivious rhyme.
There's just people: they're good or they're bad.
What of Worlds...? No more First; no more Second.
(And the Third World's been thoroughly had.)
As regards yin or yang, there just "ain't no such thang."
There's just people: they're good or they're bad.
No more earth, water, fire or air.
Red or blue? Nope! (And, truly, no plaid.)
No more senior or teen. (Nor there's nothing between.)
There's just people: they're good or they're bad.
There's no longer the male or the female.
No more unseasoned frosh or post-grad.
There's no more right to life, and the choices aren't rife.
There's just people: they're good or they're bad.
There's no longer the black or the white,
and this state of affairs...? Ironclad.
No more famine or wealth. No more illness or health.
There's just people: they're good or they're bad.
There's no longer the I or the Thou.
There's no more avant-garde, no more trad.
Nope, the way things are now (few know why, fewer how),
there's just people: they're good or they're bad.
PlaysWellWithLetters is a blogorrheal notebook of Nonsense in rhyming metres accompanying often-inconsequential sequencial graphics all issuing from the hands and/or minds of Sgt. N. ("Jim") Smithe-Magee, amateur author/illustrator whose several books are available online from Politics & Prose Bookstore under the nom de charade Ulysses Poe.
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