Their Greed
A resolution,
An abomination,
To much to bare,
Our inflation.
The unfortunate ones.
Struggling by.
Happy they are,
Makes you want to cry.
We do for the rich.
They would have nothing without us.
Yet their greed is unbearable.
Lets put THEM on a bus.
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