The Banker
To the over inflated ego driving that Mercedes Benz,
it will end for you too.
Yes indeed, pump up on snow white candy,
you are such a spectacle,
yes you are,
smoking big fat Cuban cigars,
high price hooks looking so sweet,
changing lanes in car,
two thousands dollar suites are a treat,
you would suck the blood out of a baby just to high,
I don't know why,
I hope someday you will just die.
poem by Walter C. Edwards
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