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We’re All Icons Now Is there anything left that isn’t iconic? Each sports hero, actress, and tummy-tonic Now let The People say “iconic” Each recipe and coffee colonic And every writer said to be Byronic And let the reviewer chant “iconic” Famous lovers, ****** or platonic Mountains and islands, and plates tectonic And let The Newsies type “iconic” Animals natural or bionic All weather systems, calm or cyclonic And let Mr. Meteor cry “iconic!” Every magazine is stuffed with “iconic” Which any Byzantine would find ironic And let the Romans cry “three dimensions!” Wait...dimensions…declensions…these don’t rhyme with iconic… Oh, and don’t forget that for every reviewer every writer weaves that same old  layered tapestry of…something or other And when you go home tonight just be sure to hug your children
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Jan 19, 2018
Jan 19, 2018 at 4:31 PM UTC
We're All Icons Now
We’re All Icons Now Is there anything left that isn’t iconic? Each sports hero, actress, and tummy-tonic Now let The People say “iconic” Each recipe and coffee colonic And every writer said to be Byronic And let the reviewer chant “iconic” Famous lovers, ****** or platonic Mountains and islands, and plates tectonic And let The Newsies type “iconic” Animals natural or bionic All weather systems, calm or cyclonic And let Mr. Meteor cry “iconic!” Every magazine is stuffed with “iconic” Which any Byzantine would find ironic And let the Romans cry “three dimensions!” Wait...dimensions…declensions…these don’t rhyme with iconic… Oh, and don’t forget that for every reviewer every writer weaves that same old  layered tapestry of…something or other And when you go home tonight just be sure to hug your children
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Jan 19, 2018
Jan 19, 2018 at 4:31 PM UTC
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