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It could Satan's cohorts cause, what portly Political figures earn, to forsake his camp And anon join the fray to the fat fiscal treasury Of the country squander; and that to a cramp. The pay plus pecks in a year they receive Will most citizens in their lifetime never sniff. So some who covet crazily such a mega-cheque Also seek the same office for the easy favours. Since our paunchy purse will at their own beck And call be, they thus make elections endeavours A  dagger thing;--that if they cannot God's gross Gold get, they must anyhow have the devil's dross.
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Jul 22, 2014
Jul 22, 2014 at 5:43 AM UTC
Paunchy Purse
It could Satan's cohorts cause, what portly Political figures earn, to forsake his camp And anon join the fray to the fat fiscal treasury Of the country squander; and that to a cramp. The pay plus pecks in a year they receive Will most citizens in their lifetime never sniff. So some who covet crazily such a mega-cheque Also seek the same office for the easy favours. Since our paunchy purse will at their own beck And call be, they thus make elections endeavours A  dagger thing;--that if they cannot God's gross Gold get, they must anyhow have the devil's dross.
folorunsho-obalugemo
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Jul 22, 2014
Jul 22, 2014 at 5:43 AM UTC
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