We don’t have to play this station anymore
the one with the sick twisted DJ of broken records
the shiny vinyl player of shattered dreams
the cocky jock who blunders through his stupid chops with volume
louder and louder and louder
screaming to build a massive wall of obscene sound
like we’re hard of hearing and going deaf
when we’re stuffing cotton in our ears
blocking out his looney tunes parade
YoooooHooooo, Mr. DJ, it’s you who’s deaf
So go ahead and twist your knob up
we’re not listening to your screeching platter
no matter how you spin your crazy patter
your shrieking days are numbered.
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Aloha #WriterTuesday. Today’s #WritingPrompt is
volume
Use it to inspire a piece of writing of any kind, and of any length, and then post that piece on your site and link back to me, or simply post it as a comment below. I would love to read it : )
Lanning Lee 