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Thank My Farther For His Honesty
Thank my farther for his honesty,
My mother for her stealth.
Thank my farther for my modesty.
But my mother for my wealth
Though the bread winner stood in the other corner
People are pigs. And for life to be in my favour
I've lied, I've cheated, I've used my mothers eyes
Stealthy eyes that think that guide,
That know when to lie and when to crush
When to push beyond my pride
When to fight
When to fight back
When to hide
I've bittern and chewed at most of man
Taken a slice, had a bite, that was nice
Now for the next cake to take my taste
It is stealth that humans need.
But humans are not stealthy
Only the rich
Beware of the wealthy.
poem
by
Peggy Pollock
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