Line after line

by joetwo

Line after line after line

Senseless drivel

Grade A bullshit

No rhyme, no reason

 Just there ‘because’

So that the form can be adhered to

The bureaucrats pleased

The mountains of paperwork maintained

The true purpose, the eventual meaning

Lost, buried,

Only to be seen if examined closely

Studied carefully

And with luck, so much luck

By the favour of the gods


So that it was all not in vain

And the cycle can repeat again