Dedicated to Taylor Swift’s latest effort:
The Wrong of Pop by Michael Romani A penchant for speaking truth Ove humble country strums Might speak of passion and youth But offer no excuse for Jazzercize drums Idiosyncratic bits of garish tackiness Brings about the yikes of that is this Sonic selfies as irreconcilable bits of grief Just leaves me feeling empty in disbelief Curdled smugness win the public's eye Weave perceptions that make me question why All the tricks and frazzle clank in confrontation Spilling out the fun of indignation At the thought of a helium prep rally There's very little room for dignity When the end game is catchiness as an end itself Perhaps it's better left on the shelf (c) May 7, 2019 Michael Romani All Rights Reserved




