Though my equity is sterling
I confess to you my darling
Whoa! Upon use is a morning
That may cause a bit o' quarreling .
Empty echos, now, the cheers
All the money's in arrears
And this sad lot of careers
Only nips us in thy rears .
For we cannot sell this nine
Sound, the steady beat of time
Drums and beards trimmed thin in line
"Savage recompense, is thine!"
But all the faded jorts in Queens
Couldn't halt the Ponzi Schemes
And from the 7 Train they scream
"Who Wilpo(w)ns our cursed team?!"
this is why i love this bolg.
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