Cyclorama
Here's news you can't use, no bright ideas, no inspiration, or the best intentions A story of half truths, watered down, no innovation, a flawed invention It makes the head spin, a centrifuge The circuit scrambles then blows it's fuse
Mixing metaphors, confusing tense A vicious circle that never ends
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