Can’t ban a player
Yet don’t need a hater,
No-go on the fruits of slave labor,
Driven by Light Sabre-toothed Darth Vaders,
Saved by Flight Suit MK8 Ralph Naders
Pursued by J Edgar crew’s haters
Deep-statecraft day-traders
Independent billionaire cross-waders
Stay involved as populace, and player
but yo
See you f*ckin f*cks all the f*ck later.
Reformation resumes,
(I’m blissed)
A freshly stated mission-statement
(a gift)
Not to cater-to, not to constrict,
A government as hand, seen,
no swingin’ fist.
Knock-knock pest clique
And clerks with checklists,
Dorks with firm lisps,
Etho-earnest no-whips,
Invested capital, irritated
In haste, par course
Don’t lower the boom,
For all
soon to waste
a pace-car looms
All too-soon to raid,
New fate, off the loom.
