Beware of the madness as you broadcast the hatter
It’s time to call out the worn pitter patter
The labels aren’t lazy it’s truth that they tatter
This goes beyond smirks and innocent chatter
For it divides towns and homes often shatter
Ideas become narrow and minds become flatter
than pancakes poured out from dried up brain batter
Wonder not when you preach if these syllables matter.
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