Housing
I pay the bank for this
Very bank used for standing
And staring with nothing left
To do but rob Peter, forget Paul
I didn’t like him very much anyway
Dollar dropped is a dollar lost to me
Investing naively in the will of free lies
To prepare for a future without living the life
Copyright © Julie Kuhns | Year Posted 2007
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