Mr Jones Has Fire In His Eyes

I shop at the co-op every day,
See the karma millionare not give a care,
See Mr Jones a pillar of fire,
See the checkout supervisor touch every hand,
See the damned see the damned,
See the old hag have a drag,
See the gentleman being dargged down,
See the gnome all at home,
And see the man who knows he's alone.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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