This was actually written way before the recession took place. It is about using charm to get away with not living up to financial responsibilities. I am so glad others are now suffering that same fate. Not really.
It’s fun to see what’s done to me as stress-relief comes monthly,
The weight I bore from ten days before as I stayed indoors is one thing–
Another is the flooe, moving closer so I’m jumping,
Fronting a look like I don’t notice how my shoulders are surely slimping
If all is paid, the 2nd’s great, if not I’m one day late,
As the third rolls I ain’t nervous, with concern I sit and wait,
The fourth, of course, I call in sick, play with my dick to ease my shakes,
ON the fifth the shitty check did bounce, but I’m witty so I make it.
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