Out from one and into another
the land of freedom can't be free
what holes to rise from
what debt to pay
when muttering
is not to say
we ask a fortune
commission a crowd yet not obliging
is to loud
when riots strike
recourse a blaze
why forum a catastrophe
why drive in the haze
excuse me now as I may sleep
what deficit can be to deep
When Splendor Ills you
fate obscure
With a Magic Satchel to pay for bills
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