A loss is felt today
Someone's been made to pay
Don't ring any bells
Just say your farewells
And get back to the Opussian way
There'll be some bumps and jerks
But we're left with original works
Copy/pasters have learned
That fingers get burned
And down that route, tragedy lurks
So in every town and city
Let's get to the nitty-gritty
Poems and rhymes
A story sometimes
Just add to to the bountiful kitty
But deep in the dead of night
Someone has started to write
A weaver of lies
And in new disguise
You never know, she just might...
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