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**Word Salad** 

*(Upbeat pop or folk-pop tempo, with a playful, tongue-in-cheek vibe)* 

**[Verse 1]** 

She steps to the mic, got a story to tell, 

Words start to flow, but they’re hard to sell. 

Circles and loops, they go round and round, 

A verbal maze where no meaning’s found. 

The passage of time, it’s significant, see, 

Community banks, they’re the key, believe me! 

Venn diagrams spin in her mind all day, 

She’s serving up words in a curious way. 

**[Chorus]** 

Word salad, toss it up high, 

A jumble of thoughts in a verbal sky. 

Mix it, flip it, let it cascade, 

Kamala’s cooking that word parade! 

Oh, word salad, it’s a lyrical art, 

A puzzle of phrases that pull at your heart. 

Round and round, no end in sight, 

Word salad’s blooming tonight! 

**[Verse 2]** 

“Unburdened by what has been,” she’ll say, 

Repeats it three times, then it’s back to the fray. 

The border, the bus, or the coconut tree, 

Her stories meander like waves in the sea. 

Significance swirls, it’s a powerful theme, 

Collective ambition, a national dream. 

She laughs, she pivots, she’s keeping it real, 

But the point’s like a ghost in a rhetorical wheel. 

**[Chorus]** 

Word salad, toss it up high, 

A jumble of thoughts in a verbal sky. 

Mix it, flip it, let it cascade, 

Kamala’s cooking that word parade! 

Oh, word salad, it’s a lyrical art, 

A puzzle of phrases that pull at your heart. 

Round and round, no end in sight, 

Word salad’s blooming tonight! 

**[Bridge]** 

She’ll talk about space, or the future, or time, 

Stringing words like a poet with no need for rhyme. 

From hyphens to highways, she’s weaving a tale, 

But the meaning’s adrift on a rhetorical sail. 

It’s not about lies, it’s just how she flows, 

A stream of ideas where nobody knows. 

The crowd’s nodding hard, trying to keep track, 

But the salad’s too big, and it’s not coming back! 

**[Chorus]** 

Word salad, toss it up high, 

A jumble of thoughts in a verbal sky. 

Mix it, flip it, let it cascade, 

Kamala’s cooking that word parade! 

Oh, word salad, it’s a lyrical art, 

A puzzle of phrases that pull at your heart. 

Round and round, no end in sight, 

Word salad’s blooming tonight! 

**[Outro]** 

So raise up your fork, take a bite if you dare, 

There’s wisdom in there, it’s just… somewhere. 

From the podium to the stars above, 

Kamala’s word salad, it’s a labor of love. 

Word salad! (Oh, toss it around!) 

Word salad! (No meaning’s been found!) 

Word salad! (It’s a rhetorical flight!) 

Serving up word salad tonight! 

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Produced by AKDarvinson using life experience, discernment, critical thinking, humor, and tools such as Grok and Suno.