Capitalism Un-Manifesto (George Bush)
For what is real I cannot feel
Deceptions rule the day
Wanton actions bring corruption
for some there is no pay
Seeking all the gold of Maya
Riches to spoil the crave
Events of a sullen nature
Diamonds and the knave
Over-standing everything
A lord in his own style
Perching on a skyscraper
His view extends the mile
Wanting for a chest with Rubies on his vest
His corruptions manifest as rungs on his quest
Stepping on the head's of squire's on the hunt
The knighthood he desires remains on the front
Stealing from the poor and giving to the rich
He stabbed Robin Hood and left him in a ditch
Thirsting for the quench of bloody crude oil
Inspiring wars, with morals he did toil
Feeling for the world's acceptance
not knowing his own dismay
Pity for the quarry of hunters
Forever on this path he'll stay
He is me and I am him
For this strife we blame on whim
Only in this land can emotions be sold
With this solemn notion, a fat ass blunt I rolled!
Feeling sorry for the true American's, only they know what it means to be free
I get high and still I die in this land of generosity???
