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Flee the trapping of wealth and power.

Yes its a joke,

I’ll start by tellin’ ya.

 

If you’re a smarter    dog than me,

try to sue    and truely see.

What’s to gain with your wealth and power,

To give us grins and win heltor sceltor.

 

Ok,

I said some time ago,

If thats the path,

its very low.

 

Sitting sipping slips of gin,

rubbing shoulder with those that win.

Laughing at their wicked humor,

designed to elivate the atrocous tumor.

 

Healing in the form of sin,

something we all carry within.

A delusion misframing indeed,

from these people who must succeed I’m afraid.

 

Oppress apprehend subjugate demand,

the four words for controlling the man.

Trouble is, there’s none be found,

were all just boys playing around.

 

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