Money…

Work hard all week

just to scrape by.

Rob Peter to pay Paul.

Sell this, sell that.

Penny pinch.

Budget.

Sacrifice.

And still, the wolf knocks at the door.

 

 

 

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Cuntstarbull patrol…

Twinkle twinkle like a star,

how I wonder what you are.

I see you shining through the night,

a sparkling drone in unmanned flight.

Twinkle twinkle sergeant droid

I hope I’m simply paranoid…

Don’t mind my business…

 

I struggle some days.

My burdens are heavy,

and I struggle.

Some days I just want to be numb.

Who has the right to judge how I cope?

Chopped liver…

To you I’m low priority

Importance factor nil,

too bad if I get lonely

when you don’t have time to kill.

It’s far too hard to make some time

to show me that you care,

I am a low priority

of that I’m well aware.