MID-ME-DLE

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MID-ME-DLE

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There's a lunatic fringe on the left

There's a lunatic fringe on the right

You can tell who they are

Because they are eager to start a big fight

They feel they have been wronged

That the other side is to blame

They hurl threats and insults

They call each other bad names

For all of us in the middle

Those capable of sensible compromise

We want the fences mended

We heed the words of the wise

For the sake of our blood pressures

We need to live and let live

The lunatic fringe demands change

With all take and no give

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