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UNDER A STREETLIGHT
No one rankles the rich
Immune from personal appearance
By the presence of be-suited J.D.s
Owning up to the difficulties
Possibly faced by someone
Who may take offense at something
The big shot never intended
In fact, the opposite was the direction
And the one most people took
According to his press release
Tweeted, posted and docked
Now serving time at the charity event
Hosted by angels of mercy
Direct from the homeless convent
Sisters of doubt giving their all
San Pablo and telegraph avenues of death
No silk suits and yellow Cadillacs
No boutonniere or iridescent slacks
No slinky walk by a suburban freak
Just hard-core ho’s and the real beat
Come from houses without a dad
Mom just looking for an easy ride
What came out right when she was 22
Now sounds like the braying
Of an old grey mule
Up for courage, the drug of night
Bands of gypsies
Praying under a street light
Each one made up more outrageously
Together a symphony
Of failed searches for ecstasy
Which once came in a pill
When all the world seemed to stand still
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