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The Userers

The Usurers The stealing from our table has progressed to be a time when dinner time is light by monsters in the dark, who've rightly guessed that people can not tell a wrong from right; the bouncing of your checks brings on a pain; poor man you have to pay a little more; and now if you are late, there is more gain for money men to grab what they grab for. You have to pay the greedy in this world they need more than we do to just survive Their stinginess is something that's inborne so if you're late, it costs you twenty five! The congress is so out of touch that they will only add to what you have to pay. © ron wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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