And I Think To Myself, What A Hypocrite World

I see queues for a bread 

Tents in the snow, 

And a frozen kid, 

I share photo or two,

And I think to myself,

what a hypocrite world. 

I see skies are gloom, 

There is a game of throne, 

And those littles dots

Are born to the drone  

And I think to myself, 

What a hypocrite world. 

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