Recto Verso

In every bar there is a writer

Moved by the rhythm and the rhyme

In every library there’s a drinker

Sitting killing time

There’s an AI application

For every elephant that needs washing

And in the land of milk and honey

There’s nothing left to do the shopping

The warmonger and the pacifist

The agnostic and non-binary

Draw the lines of their defences

In circles secondary and primary

But upside down or back to front

They find there’s no place left to hide

Either on the other hand

Or on the other side

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