Corporation Nero

Corporation Nero
Here everything is too high
Sell us the goods
Burn down the bill
It's up to you to
Tell us to suffer the price of your decisions
Or lack thereof:
Corporaton Nero
With strings not in tune
Broken and burning
Beaten and battered
The way things are structured
Makes no one thnk
That such an old squeaky violin
Could burn down such a mighty place as this
Modern Rome
Filled with lights and wonders to behold,
But in it's final days
Everything that's bought and sold
Gets lost in the shuffle
A royal kerfuffle
Logo sticker
Makes us sicker
Mr. Slickers
Lady flickers
Buy us some Time, From:
Corporation Nero.

Poetry by Chaucer Whethers The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2022-03-20 at 08:17

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Chaucer Whethers The PoetBay support member heart!
Yes, that is what this piece is going for.

D G Moody The PoetBay support member heart!
This would be an excellent performance piece; I liked the beat in it - well done!