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* and yes, likewise; i'm certain, hopefully in the near future, i
shall explain this form I have been sharing more uv recently
I began testing this form uv mine periodically, one at a time
sum yearz ago, with the motivation from a notable artist here
on the Soup... i pray hern lovely iz read'n me, her's would be
proud! I need now to speak with the literary endorsers ;)
You open the flood gates if you say
You come from the bush and are in power,
So beside your regular pay
Some misappropriation won't matter.
Billions may pass on your belt each day
And your heart, dangling in greed,
May say to you: "Rustic fellow, make hay
While you can. Only bounds don't exceed."
Your move needs multiple endorsers
En route for the cash to come through.
Further, you lay yourself open to those bribers!
Truly, the day you did it you may rue!
"Where in the world has anyone
Been squeaky clean holding money like this?
As there's none under the sun
Taking some won't be that amiss!
"Seeing you insist on doing this,...
Even though you'll mislead your subordinates,
And are actually providing a basis
For graft,...Open the flood gates!
Money taken from the public purse
Will be in the tens of trillions!
You'll be engendering a captured burse
And bewildered citizens!
I once stood above the rest,
Passed with ease at every test.
Time itself was on my side,
The passages were broad and wide.
Now the hourglass is my enemy,
Of the strength I had there isn't any.
The slightest breeze is stronger,
In the darkeness of my weakness I wander.
Lurking in the shadows are my opposers,
Funny, I once called them friends, my endorsers.
Now I am the hunted, I am the prey,
Having no sunshine, not a single ray.
Now life itself persues me,
In no longer holds me in its arms embracingly.
I once stood above the rest,
Now all I can hope for is mercy at best.