Note to Spend Not


Spendocrat contadik lick 2.3
precariat, a word not heard in the mediacracy
that we see. THE precariat poll chariot watch hers
the jerky twerky two steppin’ wit scare city tacky ticks scrimping wit scrip sure to go grieving to graveyard shifts to not wish no more for window dressing blessings, a pisstiner view of the
do u sea what eye see?
look at me run in a fixed race to the very merry
go round bend of steel ass fault grist for the mill
you will give your life and be told, that you owed
it was not a good enough price, to your wife
when you die young with an alien in your lungs
among your precariat friends
swinging low, swinging hard.

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