Sunday, January 4, 1998

Lynch Picnic

Loathing each one, he smiles.

The jury said mercy. The judge said death. The marionettes howled with glee.

The defense was a flounder. Consolation for the Counselor, Jack Daniels flowed easily to aid.

The markets are open. We're eager to please. Our trademark is morbid zeal.

Condemnation is canonised. The rubes are appeased, and we dangle a hopless appeal.

Loathing each one, he smiles.

- Mike Wood

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