Environmental Sanitation By the Rich
They're played but a ridiculous role,
Rather giving the thing a long pole:
I tell you bleeding many a heart:
One could see their billions in a cart!
At the cities' garbage glances stole,
Their hearts quite hard the blackest charcoal:
That's never a way to in wealth bask,
Leaving what partly should be one's task.
To who wants them to make it a goal
He also wants them to out cash dole!
So, it has been everywhere furnace,
Guys who unload their trailers Menace.
If one saw where they slept would wilt,
At nights human wastes on tar built...
To CO-VID 19 Campaigns most kind,
Because a lot of big laurels did mind;
To its sweet publicity not blind:
They shall in newspapers their names find...
"Yes, in the streets one can see the dirt
But none would dare to stick to my shirt."
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