A silly ditty I wrote today on the bus.

Cognitive dissonance or just a cunt?
Ideas meet facts on battlefronts,
Amongst the vortex of violent thoughts and flaming torches,
That rages on beneath the cortex.

There may be differences between my actions and opinions,
But I swear it's just the dissonance,
Even though it bears resemblance
To ignorance of my participance in -

Being such a cunt.