I Got Three Mintages In My Pocket
The Queens Head Embedded On Each Jack
Each Coin Has Got My Back
Throw Them In The Wishing Well
And Get My Life Back
First Wish For An Afro Jet Black
Let My Afro Grow Styled To Flat Top
Second Wish A Photosynthesis Erogenous Zone
Always A Favourite Garden To Relax Alone
Third Wish To Be In The Sun’s Harmony
On The Beach Reminiscing With Family

From The Scholars Room
Is Where Atmospheres Loom
Feel The Different Moods Bloom
Like The Ocean Currents Swoon

Dozens Of Strangers Footsteps
Invading My Kingdoms Palace
Poking And Prodding My Humane
Till I Take The Blame Or I'm Inane

Jabbed With Needles And Syringes
And The Hatred Of Tablet Binges
Profiters Afraid To Lose Mintages
Enforcers Versus Patients Are Constant Challenges