societal supervision

My misfortune, a misfortune, Miss Fortune, of the four tunes…
Songs for the singing, for the dying, full of dread
A thesaurus chorus repetitive, embedded in your head
It’s not that the folks’ meant to provoke with their hoaxes
It’s an automaton, dry run, half begun to twist a half spun pun
Full of unhappy, discontented protagonist subtitles
Purple koolaid drinking, falling down, suicidal recital
Play along with the euphemisms, realisms, anomalism,
schizo-schism idioms

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