MADE UP POEM
Managerial inseparable font new words made up just on the spot
warpped constitutional practices they took JESUS out of school
they pray to the dollar bill and grab as many of them
as they can possibly imagine
they start out slow and then they snowball
they change the history in the history books
they give the children dirty looks
they have an analytical mind
they have no rhyme or rhythum
though they beat upon a drum
they tattoe dreams upon their arms
and sleep in constellations of alarm
they ruin life for all the rest of us
they make it hurt and make it suffer
they indicate and relate the waif
they simulate their lover
they do it undercover of the light
mye soul will be with JESUS
for they murdered all the crowe in me
they fight they kill and they could not pay the bill
what is worth thy soul in all eternity
a new york t shirt and one dollar bill to some
