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Gone Out To Steal

Don’t tag it ‘A Deal’ Always state what is real: The guys have gone out to steal; To on their table drop the richest meal That will their hunger and diminished ego heal And a long suspended laughter peal! Satan’s Authority wearing its disturbing seal. Indeed, their turn-around I don’t feel As their grabbing culture is rough steel And their fleeing legs, Ferrari car’s wheel!

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