Riffing on both sides of the Deltopia debacle while feeling like each thought is a spell’s magic tentacle.

The self-entitlement spell

is brewed with human rights

simmered in a bath of sun;

Seasoned oh so well

by the rebellious plights

that take the n out of fun;

And this spell can’t be quelled

by the entranced, near-sighted,

broths that boast salt by the ton.

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