Often the insults hurled land so well
They take to name for the centuries
Every time there is something new
There are people to say this is not how it is done
This is what time is around in circles
Backwards only would seem to matter to us
But we all know where we are going
You may not find the words to tell me
The new insults for the new art give name
Art is a voracious consumer and the only commodity
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