Filled with a might
Took a pill and awoke to be morally right
Ignorant, righteously indignant
I’m in it to win it and willing to

Fight
The giant
Fight
To find it
Fight
I’ve begun to
Fight
Though there’s none to
Fight
I still did
Fight
The windmill at which I’m tilted

Prose that was wrote to oppose
Testimony
Of those who suppose phony foes
It’s baloney
I know where I stand toe-to-toe
Get my pony
All I note in that quote is Quixote’s cojones

I ride to find it wherever it hides
Evil
The devil, a hell that resides
In people
My mind ossified, I set aside
Peaceful
Cease-fire with a demon is fire to the diesel

Oh what a sight,
It’s a thrill to be woke and soar in flight
Ignorant, righteously indignant,
I’m in it to win it and willing to

Fight
The giant
Fight
To find it
Fight
I’ve begun to
Fight
Though there’s none to
Fight
I still did
Fight
The windmill at which I’m tilted

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