It’s not your money that I envy the most it is your piece of
mind
Easy for you to brag and boast “but we left no child behind”
The sweating masses of the working classes weaving life’s
tapestry
It’s true they do not make a sound falling like
philosophical trees
“We’re not to blame!” the high priests shout whilst staring
at their shuffling feet
Meanwhile the liberal fools are dragged in chains from the
temple upon Wall Street
When it’s time to set the evening meal and no food can be
found for the plate
It’s clear to me that the fattest of we should be the first
from whom we take
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