Poetry.

Response to the rainbow lounge ,By Shawn Tripp

After growing over are fears,

After drying are tears,

After 40 fucken years,

They come at us like spears,

This time not calling us queers,

Are with stereotypical smears,

But radian were we chill with pears,

And like to have a few bears,

Trying to smash are pioneers,

Trying to smash are pioneers,

From the yest-er years,

Nothing but skimmer,

Trying to kill are frontiers.

Well this issue will not be one that disappears.

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