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By Reverend Mitchel “Mik” McAllister
 
By Reverend Mitchel “Mik” McAllister
  
Jessica thinks she’s beautiful
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Jessica thinks she’s beautiful <br />
As she puts paper flowers in her hair
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As she puts paper flowers in her hair<br />
And waves to the paparazzi
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And waves to the paparazzi<br />
Walking past on the red carpet sidewalk
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Walking past on the red carpet sidewalk<br />
 
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Michael thinks he’s famous
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Michael thinks he’s famous<br />
As he sings in the bus stop concert hall
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As he sings in the bus stop concert hall<br />
And thanks the Academy
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And thanks the Academy<br />
For another whiskey bottle Oscar
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For another whiskey bottle Oscar<br />
 
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<br />
Ashley thinks she’s an artist
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Ashley thinks she’s an artist<br />
As she paints the air with strokes of her hands
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As she paints the air with strokes of her hands<br />
And basks in the silent accolades
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And basks in the silent accolades<br />
Of the blind critics who walk right through
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Of the blind critics who walk right through<br />
 
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<br />
Christopher thinks he’s a genius
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Christopher thinks he’s a genius<br />
Taking apart the broken abandoned radio
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Taking apart the broken abandoned radio<br />
And builds a time machine
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And builds a time machine<br />
For the bored investors getting off the train
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For the bored investors getting off the train<br />
 
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Brittany thinks she’s a philosopher
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Brittany thinks she’s a philosopher<br />
On the cusp of quantifying the soul
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On the cusp of quantifying the soul<br />
And discourses with a hundred Prousts Sartes Descartes
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And discourses with a hundred Prousts Sartes Descartes<br />
Incapable of speaking the same language
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Incapable of speaking the same language<br />
 
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Matthew thinks he’s a pundit
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Matthew thinks he’s a pundit<br />
Updating his Friends on Facebook
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Updating his Friends on Facebook<br />
And propounds on the state of the world
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And propounds on the state of the world<br />
As they click to the next page about kittens
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As they click to the next page about kittens<br />
 
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The passers-by think they’re important
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The passers-by think they’re important<br />
Each a queen a president a general a celebrity
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Each a queen a president a general a celebrity<br />
And ignore the invisible voiceless creatures
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And ignore the invisible voiceless creatures<br />
Sleeping on the sidewalks doorways benches lawns
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Sleeping on the sidewalks doorways benches lawns<br />
 
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Everyone thinks they are human
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Everyone thinks they are human<br />
And each one is the only one
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And each one is the only one<br />
 
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© 2012 by Mitchel “Mik” McAllister and LunaText Publications. Permission to copy and distribute is granted, as long as the whole work is distributed, and only for purposes devoid of self-aggrandizement.
 
© 2012 by Mitchel “Mik” McAllister and LunaText Publications. Permission to copy and distribute is granted, as long as the whole work is distributed, and only for purposes devoid of self-aggrandizement.

Revision as of 07:54, 2 January 2013

Ordained minister (not preacher), worldbuilder, hacking social issues

Occasionally on IRC.



The Foundation for the Preservation of a Dissociative Society

By Reverend Mitchel “Mik” McAllister

Jessica thinks she’s beautiful
As she puts paper flowers in her hair
And waves to the paparazzi
Walking past on the red carpet sidewalk

Michael thinks he’s famous
As he sings in the bus stop concert hall
And thanks the Academy
For another whiskey bottle Oscar

Ashley thinks she’s an artist
As she paints the air with strokes of her hands
And basks in the silent accolades
Of the blind critics who walk right through

Christopher thinks he’s a genius
Taking apart the broken abandoned radio
And builds a time machine
For the bored investors getting off the train

Brittany thinks she’s a philosopher
On the cusp of quantifying the soul
And discourses with a hundred Prousts Sartes Descartes
Incapable of speaking the same language

Matthew thinks he’s a pundit
Updating his Friends on Facebook
And propounds on the state of the world
As they click to the next page about kittens

The passers-by think they’re important
Each a queen a president a general a celebrity
And ignore the invisible voiceless creatures
Sleeping on the sidewalks doorways benches lawns

Everyone thinks they are human
And each one is the only one


© 2012 by Mitchel “Mik” McAllister and LunaText Publications. Permission to copy and distribute is granted, as long as the whole work is distributed, and only for purposes devoid of self-aggrandizement.

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