Raped By Fate While On Route To the Bank
Down on one's luck
Down to my last food stamp
The luck of the draw,
As luck would have it - I have no luck at all!
Don't draw lines in the sand
Draw funny looking mustaches
On the photos of your enemies!
Comb through any and all public trashes
For better chances at finding rarer photographs
To draw even funnier looking mustaches...
...You'd be surprised to find
How quickly the time passes by...
...Protest endlessly
In the unending rain
Bundle up
- Or catch your death, again!
Cheat the odds - One more time!
Share the last laugh
With everyone else, so long as you possibly can!
Radicalize the neighborhood children,
Socialize the neighborhood wildlife
- Split with the Neighborhood Watch
Over irreconcilable differences
- Concerning children and wildlife...
...Don't throw so many stones
At all of those glass police officers
- Instead of being so violently useless:
Use those stones to build glassless homes...
...Or I doubt any of us
Will be living long enough
To see the days of a classless world!
Copyright © Dialectic Crisis | Year Posted 2016
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