Here we are in 2013 - an ode
So to the Mayans let us not goad
For when they spoke of the end of the road
'twas regarding how much tax was owed
By corporations who were 'oh so poor'
Followed the downfall of the high street store
Outsold by the Amazonian war
All profits of which are of course offshore
In our plight to save ourselves some notes
We bargained ourselves into some serious shit. Totes.
(And not the socks, I can assure thee
I've run out of rhyming words, you see).
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