the charlies and daniels of the world play fiddle
and boss themselves into the house of the rising sun.
I've been taken captive by the air force.
I'm in a room with no doors and no windows
and a phone that never stops ringing.
I suspect that the powers that be
are losing their minds and they don't
want anyone to know.
Maybe if i type faster no one will ever know the truth
that lies here in the land of the captives of the air force.
or am i just crazy?
it's the weasels and the little league
that are banging on my door
and the candles are
all melting down to nubs
like little lost limbs of veterans.

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