Four anagrams of "we made good ruins": a guided newsroom, a disowned morgue, a wooded resuming, a winged dormouse.
🌞📠🌞.
Deadline-driven journalists remember
Here is something ought to be remembered.
Many people died, but for what cause
And what came after, they do not remember.
Yesterday is nothing to us now;
And what tomorrow's for, who remembers?
If there were fascist governments before
It must be how they decked out, we remember.
Old Graywyvern drowses in a chair;
He should be mad, is all he now remembers.
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