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Toward Material Trappings Gold and silver upholds true value capitalist money tree Thrown down upon gaunt lit alter of Midas, treasured as current sea Countless denominations cashiered legal tender to grant Rich Midas, who straddles diamond compound, billed as sacred Kant Tickles with dollar signs motley foolish crue scrambling towards drawbridge gate Pedestrians malingering hungry thirst for wealth of nations to satiate Inexorable appetite for wanton money to amass Fuels reverence all that glitters even brass Whence madding crowd behaviour cruel and crass Deplorable if perceived from one-way looking glass Fool hardiness to revere what beast called money, lucre, and green back Can buy - sweeping across World Wide Web scarring globe on fast track Toward accumulating high excess lavish life harried style parade with pomp and swiftly tailored circumstances while Ninety nine percent of less wealthy live hand to mouth Envying those billeted behind sealed mansions east, west, north and south Except this dollar less chap, who could not give a rat’s **** For ka-ching melodic sound twenty four seven that does swoosh In burlap sack clothes and bank accounts preferring to slog and push Along boulevard of broken dreams that resembles nothing but mush Yet preference prevails foregoing attachment to government sanctioned loot Freeing mind and body trying to cherish voluntary simplicity, which does suit This quest for knowledge seeking writer, who disparages tooting his own horn Nor imposing personal philosophy that gives reason exuberantly to exhale Versus vacuity and purposelessness sans, blind faith toward Holy Grail Goading most people to persevere for millions of bucks over hill and dale Despite owning next to nothing, yet detaching psychological bond that doth choke Ability to experience unfettered psyche likened to oxen iron bound yoke!
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Jun 7, 2018
Jun 7, 2018 at 9:21 PM UTC
Relinquishing Emotional Fixations...
Toward Material Trappings Gold and silver upholds true value capitalist money tree Thrown down upon gaunt lit alter of Midas, treasured as current sea Countless denominations cashiered legal tender to grant Rich Midas, who straddles diamond compound, billed as sacred Kant Tickles with dollar signs motley foolish crue scrambling towards drawbridge gate Pedestrians malingering hungry thirst for wealth of nations to satiate Inexorable appetite for wanton money to amass Fuels reverence all that glitters even brass Whence madding crowd behaviour cruel and crass Deplorable if perceived from one-way looking glass Fool hardiness to revere what beast called money, lucre, and green back Can buy - sweeping across World Wide Web scarring globe on fast track Toward accumulating high excess lavish life harried style parade with pomp and swiftly tailored circumstances while Ninety nine percent of less wealthy live hand to mouth Envying those billeted behind sealed mansions east, west, north and south Except this dollar less chap, who could not give a rat’s **** For ka-ching melodic sound twenty four seven that does swoosh In burlap sack clothes and bank accounts preferring to slog and push Along boulevard of broken dreams that resembles nothing but mush Yet preference prevails foregoing attachment to government sanctioned loot Freeing mind and body trying to cherish voluntary simplicity, which does suit This quest for knowledge seeking writer, who disparages tooting his own horn Nor imposing personal philosophy that gives reason exuberantly to exhale Versus vacuity and purposelessness sans, blind faith toward Holy Grail Goading most people to persevere for millions of bucks over hill and dale Despite owning next to nothing, yet detaching psychological bond that doth choke Ability to experience unfettered psyche likened to oxen iron bound yoke!
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66/M/schwenksville, penna
Jun 7, 2018
Jun 7, 2018 at 9:21 PM UTC
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