#8

Town Hall Meeting Lemonade
By XII

When I came in
The windows were busted out
Your really stupid child was
outright bawling
I actually wanted to smack him
No I don't want the Mary Tyler Moore boxset
How dare you suggest that
I don't love your brother
The foil on my lips
I felt static in my hips
Magnets pulled together for
ten odd yrs
Nothing in the sky darkens
like your attitude
I wish I had said something
Then you wouldn't be so angry
Hey, I'm on fire
On a string of burning liars
Geese gone south
know you want to go with 'em
Well just don't go
Or don't try to take me too
Don't make me say it
No one will go with you
Won't jump the cliffs
Just to make the motions
I have dreams that you are
dashed upon the rocks