In Wall Street

In Wall street
                   almost all is gossip,
                   often all  is trick ...
                     you don't labor,
                   you  negotiate  illusion 
                  Purchase, vend and distribute
f                 finances, capital,
                   boodle,
                   buck and
                   money...
                   serious joke,,, !
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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