Here is a poem I did somewhere else, but of course as this is a blog of official record, I have to note it here.

6th Proletarian Anarcho-Lotto-Syndicate

Got some bills to pay

Went to sell my soul today

Everyone’s selling

No one is buying

“Why don’t you join the

entrepreneurial class?”

Do you mean bend over

and take it – I think I’ll pass.

I’d gladly sell out, but it turns out I did it years ago, for a packet of chips and a sunny boy.

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