Can't explain where this one came from. The culprit may recognise him/herself.

The Sound of Silence

The hectoring tone drones on
And demands adherence to her rule
Silence is the required response
Bullying, her self-serving tool

When will the worm turn, I ask
When will the rebellion begin
Well, not before time, says the owl
As the pussy puts on her grin

But soon, the storm will appear
And our wanton ship will start to sink
Takes only one to rock this boat
Before the crew begin to think

The gang plank is the answer
We'll make her walk away from this group
Then we'll be rid of this monster
And can enjoy our pea-green soup

We'll sing to our hearts' content
Play wistful tunes of a yesteryear
Listen to waves that surround us
And wallow in this peace so dear