The order of your wealth
In your manicured lawns
I also see some thing in those four SUVs
And endure your brashness, endlessly,
Even a blessed semblance of modesty.
I can look into your virtuous mind
And I think so ponderously
Is this all there is of thee
It quite simply eludes me ;
Why and what you possess;
So much, and give back lesserthan less
And ask; that I be delivered from this obscenity;
Your and endless feverish demands
And thoughts of only self;
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