Argosy

Bootleggers, bandits, floggers and touts,
Bedlam bankrolls crime which sprouts
And flushes fulsome flouters out.

Those entrepreneurs earning
From public grief and yearning;
No one in a grave is turning.

There is a reality discrete
Where with humanity we will meet;
I’ll prepare the argosy fleet

And see you there on Sunday.
The looters’ lot we will repay,
Kindness diverts the Doomsday.

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