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Two Way Street

I met a man today on Twitter
Who gave weight to the term trite
Someone had given him an opinion
But the thinking just wasn't quite right

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There's a lovely term, 'Contrarian'
Which is what stands for modern Democracy
I say black, he'll say white,
But green is beyond decency

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To muster up some outrage
Is a Serotonin drip
Such that the realm of consideration
Is quite particularly thick

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But back to this man today,
He weighed heavily on a misguided trope
I could feel the beration
On a salient point I made him note

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Convinced that he was right
Based on the fact of self regarding
His concern for our taxes
Was a slanderous asserting of blagarding

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Then in from the wings came a Tweeter
Who clarified the lie
Our intrepid hero
Has come to this hill to die

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Then silence filled the thread
I suppose he went somewhere else
But no one cared any more
The wall of contrarianism never melts

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Maybe that's the lesson
When faced with baseless argument
The truth may always out
At times long after dark