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Tight hungry lips
Pucker small
Their grip sinches upon the breast
Spend more to comfort that sting
Which breaks one down for their contracted killing

Pay the symmetrical lady to pick from the pocket
Watch their building laugh with green teeth written on it
Thank her when they leave
With pennies dripping from tired fingers

Their usuriant service was signed
To the devil the tolls to grind
Twice the amount or your false posessions amiss
To fuel greed of sin between manufactured logic

Bask in this world of high tolls unpaid
Which lurk above that which thy hands would find before their grave
Burning the candle twice
The mourning and the knight

Strokes marked to the air bankers' claim slay
Two to the power the money falls splay
Into the hands of the few in the web
The government's pilot
The media's wavered dissent
But the economy enslaves those in powered
The economy answers to those whom endowed it
And employers crumble on the the cracks of air
Which attempt to dissolve them

A wrist watch clicks...
Chiming the doom of inflation's River Stix.