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Neoliberalism killed my dog
Neoliberalism killed my dog
He ate my bag
Then shat out a frog
Neoliberalism broke my toaster
It burnt my jam
Then flew on a rollercoaster…
To far away lands
Where capitalism dies
Bankers burn alive
Oh how the petit bourgeois cries
Cries for lost days
When wealth was the craze
We all lived like shit
And ran around the maze
The maze of oppression
Free market obsession
Economic depression
A time of human regression
The rich can burn in hell
They can scream
They can yell
For they will feel the torment
The suffering
The abuse
That they have forced the working classes to endure
He ate my bag
Then shat out a frog
Neoliberalism broke my toaster
It burnt my jam
Then flew on a rollercoaster…
To far away lands
Where capitalism dies
Bankers burn alive
Oh how the petit bourgeois cries
Cries for lost days
When wealth was the craze
We all lived like shit
And ran around the maze
The maze of oppression
Free market obsession
Economic depression
A time of human regression
The rich can burn in hell
They can scream
They can yell
For they will feel the torment
The suffering
The abuse
That they have forced the working classes to endure
Published 24th Feb 2024
Author's Note
I’m a big phat commie, just making it known! This is the start of many political poems 😂🚩
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