Letras
To choke on spit
With an empty with
A dialectic room full of errors
An upset, an audible terror
We can't talk
Without forming circles
And the shapes are
Now! a room full of hurdles!
No action saying, "jump!"
Elected, the mayor of abnormal
Speak hard
And stay in the square
The points of interest are no longer there
The bark is lost, putrid and scared
An arrant garble, forced and aware
The spit is forming
And it's causing a choke