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Yonder on the horizon
Sights of terrifying proportion.
Those whom your aunt and even the poor shun.
Stampede of hipsters
All wearing beanies.
To be frank they looked like a bunch of wienies.
Shoulder bump me
Whilst on the sidewalk.
No apology. Just smirks as they continue to gossip talk.
From a safe distance
I holler to watch yourselves.
My stomach aches from eating too many bivalves.
Their response to which
Was of characteristic fashion
They accused myself of being a non vegan fascist.
My faith says to turn the cheek.
Check engine glows in my Hummer
Thoughts running, tears flowing, battery dead. Goddamn Bummer.