nonsense and peppermints
cinnamon and lies
swirling flavors of deceit
turned out and put on display
hot tales burn the mouth
wringing hands don’t quench the flames
let’s douse the lies with whiskey
watch the treetops burn
it never seems to reach us
the frenzy we create
laughing at the growing fire
spitting out spicy epithets
seeing nothing but the marks left
by our own scourge
