It should be added that the party was a smash,

despite the quantity of leftovers. Suburbans beware

salmon and cream cheese, the mothers at least. 

Chia seeds are the sacred cow for now. 

The minivan minds will think up another.

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The world prefers to burn, that much I’ve seen

on TV. We’ve broken everything in two for sport.

One team this, one team that, the youth on either side

with masks and sledges. We talk of change

but never do a thing that’s not been done.

The mask of evolution sits on foggy eyes.

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You can play the wise one, playing bored.

You can say old-fashioned things like smash

and pretend a British voiceover to be better

than those of us in plain talk and plain clothes.

The nark is the new umpire. Don the mask, 

call the outs.

Nine innings, and even you must quit the field.