At least that much with PIN Services climed
To cash your Fortunes for us to consume
Yet, ask more what you Deposit, enlight
The Addict's Flavour our Taste Buds subsume
But why, after a Year's Half-Pie debate
Still your Velcroed Ghost we can't un-manage
Still, your Latined Face we entempt to bait
Though Absolute Value mums the Savage
How can we, for such Troubled Mercy's Will
One day these Settled Chains we liberate
One day, when all these Windy Flags be still
One sole HER our Acceptance contemplate.
If so much as a dew we can Respect
Then lighter it be for us to Expect.