By Eric Beasley, Poem by Laura Ewing
There once was a man with an itch
So he cruised the state’s capitol for a bitch
Fortunately, for him, he is rich
Unfortunately, his plan had a glitch
The police showed up at his door
Raging because he slept with a whore
Some pray his soul will be saved from this morality war
But the state will settle for 7.5% of her score
Taxation is theft
We here at A Miner Detail do not care about what a private citizen does in their own private lives.
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