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Our Time
This was our time:
A time of fat,
A time of plenty,
Of gluttony, sucked straight from the vat,
And pots of gold in packs of twenty.
A time of excess,
Of haunting, taunting, flaunting,
Of stretching the zeroes to impress;
A time of unrepentant, rabid lust,
A time of cities reduced to dust.
A time of the swine, the plundered mine,
Of hate and anger drunk on wine;
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