Time’s Up
Go ahead
Figure it out
The world is waiting.
Hell, I’m waiting
When I should be
Solving the current existential crisis
While I get my pedicure
What color will it be this month
Make me blue, Make me blush
Hush, whisper me a prayer,
No, it’s Sardonic, and I know it.
What are you doing during this political unrest?
Are you shopping or rallying
Dilly or dallying,
Silly Sally, make me a rhyme
Rhyme it with time, before I get behind
Or become resigned to my fate.
The Mad Hatter is running backwards in circles
While looking at his pocket watch
He’s going to crash, wait—into that gate.
Yup, like I said, it’s fate.
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