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Is she good enough?
There is some doubt
Its all okay then
Just toss her out

Try it again
For there is no rush
Her face was alright
But her cheeks were too flushed

So just start anew
Remake all the work
It is not quite Art
But it has it’s perks

Too pretty a sum
To make up it’s face
But just think, so soon
She’ll be the new race

That now carries on
The family name
Design it right now
It’s all just a game
The New?
Oh wondrous world
Oh hell does it burn
This youth they are trying
But we won’t let them learn

They are dangerous souls
With psychotic young minds
That they’d ever attempt
To see through, we are blind.

We must put them away
For they don’t knowing the meaning
So we keep on abusing
Attacking, demeaning

To change all the world
It’s a laughable matter
For they cannot do it
It’s all just their chatter

So keep them locked up
Yes we’ll keep them entwined
They are all hopeful
Young dangerous minds.

— The End —