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Ya’ll **** (Myself included, I said everybody, didn’t I)? Forbes, a magazine for rich wannabes, says: 85 people control half of the world’s wealth (yet, nobody obsesses) In my rural hometown alone, that’d be the equivalent of a disembodied ****** hole calling all the shots from a platinum throne inside the town hall “Keep plowing! Keep selling! PLLLLLPPPPPP! Sop up my **** with all those Benjamins, and bring the Russian ballet in!” In between **** and brain rotters, everyone else watches ****** with his handsome silk hat on, shake hands with the petty bourgeoisie in suits Little lap dogs licking up all the slimy brown Franklins
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Aug 25, 2014
Aug 25, 2014 at 4:56 PM UTC
Dear Everybody in the World,
Ya’ll **** (Myself included, I said everybody, didn’t I)? Forbes, a magazine for rich wannabes, says: 85 people control half of the world’s wealth (yet, nobody obsesses) In my rural hometown alone, that’d be the equivalent of a disembodied ****** hole calling all the shots from a platinum throne inside the town hall “Keep plowing! Keep selling! PLLLLLPPPPPP! Sop up my **** with all those Benjamins, and bring the Russian ballet in!” In between **** and brain rotters, everyone else watches ****** with his handsome silk hat on, shake hands with the petty bourgeoisie in suits Little lap dogs licking up all the slimy brown Franklins
kageysage
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Aug 25, 2014
Aug 25, 2014 at 4:56 PM UTC
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