Open House - Poem by Rolls Royce
Congregation, plastic smiles
Lies, egos, monologues
Crocodile eyes, teeth, tears
Despotism, veiled threats
Bullying ragging mentors galore
Get to the top top top
Win win win, grow grow grow
Fire in the belly, passions
For easy cheesy madcaps
What about us?
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