Woolly Cardies

The good die young or so I've heard

No doubt because the worlds absurd

The sinful scourge that covet things

Have woolliness to smooth their wings

A crime is not to be despised

They see through pain

And fortressed lies

Into Eden cloaked in soul

Healing righteous will and toll

Each button on their woollen shields

Are goodness missiles set to wield

With copious reason, mints and tea

The needy yield their Eden's free

On mini metro wings they ride

The crest of understandings tide

On meat-free footwear fearless stands

Acceptance in collective hands

The tactless takers evil sting

Is moulded to a floaty thing

Where rainbows clad

The greyest skies

And candy floss'es

Motives cries

Behold, this throng of virtue near

Dysfunction they will tail and steer

Gratifying pastals stream

From ebony dim

To silver seam

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