Credit Cards are clean and sheen
A modern way of lifePaper Bills are old world
Absorbent, Dirty
Reeking of human filthThe scent of a stripper
Crack-fives and coke-frosted Benjamins, straight from Wall StreetWhen I look at a bill,
I see a tree that never was!
He could of been anything in the world
Perhaps a Christmas TreeAlas!
He would be doomed again
35 million trees are slaughtered by ax-wielding Santas
Maimed at their kneesChristmas capitalist consume!
Merry morticians decorate with glee
Rotting corpses in the guise of gaiety and garland
One bowl of water away from deathRidiculed with trinkets, hot lights, and a gaudy gold star
Humiliated, Confused
Praying for euthanasiaTwo words end their misery
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Paper Versus Plastic
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