Tattoos in Mayberry

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Hooray, just  like the Shakespeare play,
you look so God Awful good,
much  adoin' nothin' all day.

Strike a curious, though spurious pose.
You dance' like Li'l Egypt,
At  all the rightest wrong shows.
You're tearing up the dance floor
Curlin' everyone's toes.
Cuz, you're ,
so rich.

It takes much more than a village
to keep your dough hid.
Your ego's in bed and romancin' your id.
You've got way too much juice
for us other kids,
Now that you're 
richer than the richest of the rich,

Got away scot free
with the biggest of scores.
When a blemish erupted,
they sealed your pores.

haul the old stuff out
Shop the new stuff in
Bearer bonds are your next of kin

You really lit the match
Sittin' on top of
your monastery of scratch.

We're all well paid to to make sure  your plans 
blast off without a hitch.
Your accountant's are working double time
compiling interest plus dividends
on your credit slips..
now that you're so solidy rich..
 You're a real shaker and a mover
You out shadowboxed 
J. Edgar Hoover

Victory awaits you
at the end of the games.
where you'll be found in the winner's circle
 you don't even have to play.
Master RIckie,, MacDickie, O'Rich.

When King Crabs
threatened to put a strangle hold
on your money buckets
You gave the fishermen crab bait
mixed with  a few golden duckets.

For a dynasty like yours to live forever
Don't forget to remember to endeavor
to bequeath a sobering surplus of treasure.

And, when your ex-beau
was found 
bloated and blue
Floating, face down 
in your Art-Deco
heart shaped
 swimming pool
you didn't even flinch.
you just floated a check.
Cuz, you're colder and bolder and blonder than heck.
 If the law should  ever catch up with you,
you'd simply shift gears,
that's what you do.
Your court case is long on the dockets.
Postponed indefinitely
due to your deepest of pockets.
Strike another cameo pose.
I like what your Doc did with the bridge of your nose.
and how perfectly your overbite was adjusted
Your posse' took heat,
so you wouldn't get busted.
You're just too rich..

Your pit crews gas up more funny cars
Pink slips go to the new racing stars.
Drinks all around on your tab
at the bar ..
Because, you're so solid.

Calling all available cash machines
in thigh high snake skin boots
and faux ripped blue jeans
first responder on the scene.

Because you're
Muffin stuffin
Truffle suckin .
Bronco bustin
diamond encrusted
Fairy dusted
ILL begotten
Spoiled rotten
Most entitled
Deedle daidle
Bernie Madoff
Michael Milken
Specials blinkin'
Birdie sinkin'
Champagne glasses
All a clinkin'

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Buddy Bee Anthony

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