O beauteous one, hear our plea of mercy,
Help us keep the mic clean,
Free our minds from the dulling lengths,
That can be turned to short stories.
O beauteous poetic goddess,
Hear our plea, save us from this monstrosity,
Wake up our minds and open our hearts
Save us, o please do, o hear our plea
Turn those monstrosities into poems
Save the mic save it do,
Surely you can see how torturous the open mic can be,
Shorten theses writings, take them and turn them to poetry.