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Sometimes I hear noises
Coming from my radio,
A cacophonous row
Like a very sick cow
Or an injured crow,
Frantically cawing,
Just before it dies;

Or percussive crashes
Like car smashes,
Or screams like people out of their mind.

Then they say it is a masterpiece
By a modern composer,
Wonderfully inspired,
Or that it signifies
The triumph of the human spirit.

They desperately try
To hide that they lie
Or are catastrophically stupid.


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