the cycle of its last run

Bee Anne has to go

It has reached its height

It is time for it to fall down

It has forgotten its struggles

The lies keep fishing

The bait has gone

The city and town folks

They aren't falling for the tricks

The rural folks

They have to live in hardship

They must have known its reasons

They should wake up from addiction

Bee Anne feeling jittery

The scandals aren't going away

The balls carriers keep harping

The good feeling and all

The nation feeling the pain

This isn't going to help Bee Anne

The cycle of its last run

It has to end in the final round