Final Curtain Collage
It's final curtain
The show finally runs its course
The support dwindles in years
It has been too long
The walk-about to promote
The shell life has gone
Inside it is only emptiness
Of promises blowing with the wind
It's only the rural folks
The cronies blowing hot
They still don't get it
The day of change has begun
The black knights and his knights
The days are coming to an end
They can't think ahead
The power grips slowly diminishing
Only if they know
The signs are written
The faults nail it to them
Yet they don't see
It's final curtain
The long running show must end
The ticket sales going down the hill
If only the black knight listens
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