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  1. Eye of a hurricane, listen to your self-churn.
    World serves its own needs, Dummy, eat your own peas.
    Feed it off Austrian-speak, grunt, no strength.
    The ladder starts to clatter with fear fight, down, height.
    Wired and fired, representing fifty-seven states
    In a government for hire and a compromised site.
    Left of the West and coming in a hurry
    With the furies breathing down your neck

    Team by team reporters baffled, Trumped, tethered, cropped.
    Look at that low playing! Fine, then.
    Uh oh, over, though, population, common core
    But it’ll do. Save yourself, serve yourself.
    World serves its own needs, listen to your heart bleed,
    Dummy, with the rapture and the “Reverend” and the right, Right.
    You’re vitriolic — patriotic slam, fight, bright light
    Feeling pretty psyched.

    It’s the end of the world as you knew it.
    It’s the end of the world as you knew it.
    It’s the end of the world as you knew it, and I feel fine.

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