It seems to me your hearer has tumbled
Down a dense and hollow well
As your voice gets louder and louder
My ears are ringing like a bell
I’m not concerned with the lies he has told
Or how the deception may unfold
I’m not worried about the sleep you have had,
What you ate, or what drives you mad
What does concern me are my aching ears
My journey is marred, and I am close to tears
Alas, your conversation has ended as you proceed to exit the train
Now there’s an end to my disdain
I have reclaimed my peace again.
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