Any old angry man
He is not a terrorist
Not an agent of death
He screams at the clerk
The one who refused to see him
a minute after five
A mind is slippery when it rains
An
umbrella
a symbol in the corner of the
next bad day,
He tries to win this one time
Getting
wrestled to ground
The dynamite of the situation
Never
going off
Never wanting to go off
Never
wanting to go
A crowd surrounds and assumes
A crazy man getting put away for public good
He wants to call his lawyer
He wants to alert the media
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