I have no idea why this always spaces after I paste my work from word...Anyway this is a really piece but I was just taking language from the occupy wall street ordeal.
What Does “Suck it to me” cake taste like?
One dollar that ninety-nine percent want.
One dollar of care for your country.
It’s hard today to make a living.
The first bite will freedom bitter, pace
a voice assembly September twenty third,
ninety-nine percent, the people, the poverty, the financial district.
New Yorkers will say enough, enough suffer
Underneath a plastic sheet in Zuccotti Park
For land of the fees and home of the slaves
Wall Street has no inherent value, ninety-nine voices over one.
They will get rich while homes will foreclose,
They will get a bail out while people will get mad,
They will label the pudding cake cheap
And a man says: This kind of BS does not surprise me;
you’re all a bunch of self-absorbed children.
The flavor will change a new perspective.
"Poor" people will have cell phones, hd tv's, laptops,
and multiple cars. They will smoke and drink, eat
junk food, eat pesticide, chemical, and hormone- free
food. Ninety-nine will say by the way, you're an idiot.
Nintey-nine vs. one, who is truly demonized?
Taste buds, child support, food stamps, and welfare.
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