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Bank's Atrocity, Maybe

Go get some posture, son
No one's going to teach you how to get one
They will bury their money hands too deep in you
And they will sell you short for a penny too few

You think you'll be remembered for what you've done?
Truth is it's their game and they've only just begun.
So strut yourself some lovely bones,
You're only paying your debts and those nasty loans.

milkeyedmender

@milkeyedmender

23, Of March and Moon.

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Comments & Feedback (5)

Maybe it's because I was meant to read this fantastic piece that im up at 2am :)

Sweet talking much.

This is poetry. This would go in my Opuss anthology and should be published along with some of your other pieces. One day, you'll need to sign a copy of your book for me ( then I can flog it and buy a curry ... Sorry, I'm a realist too :-))

@wolfie haha ☺ I am very sure that it would be yours signature that i'd be seeking! You're really so kind sir I am truly, truly flattered and honored to be even be a worthy choice☺

@wolfie your honored to even be I swear these fingers are putting up an act of rebellion. 😔

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