The World, His Ashtray

Where truth fears to wander, deception is king

And there the oppresséd are kissing the ring

of those whose malfeasance renders obscure

all notions of fairness, their wickedness pure

All the king’s horses and all the king’s men 

can’t make us trust in the bankers again

While Halogen’s dutifully slaying the dragon 

the rest of us load all our stuff on the wagon

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