How Much is Enough?
¶ 1
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How much money do you really need
Is it market forces or just plain greed
How many Ferraris in the drive
The constant snort of I ME MINE
¶ 2
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When will your pot of sporting gold
Manifest in terms of stay or sold
King of the pitch, a verb a noun
But football sans fans a hollow crown
¶ 3
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A contract is a joke these days
More clauses than a Santa sleigh
The agents feed the trough of press
And pull the strings for more not less
¶ 4
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Food prices rising day by day
Covid that ain’t gone away
Vlad the Bad impales his troops
Takes aim at babies coldly shoots
¶ 5
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Knighthoods gongs for cronies all
And each invited to the ball
The wizard hides behind the veil
Just pull the curtain, see his tale.
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