The Production Line of Judgement

green birds glide beside elephants
hats become artful dodgers 
nice boys are named Kaseem or George
and menageries are cruel

the ego of man is larger than that building over yonder
yet it cracks like an egg under minimal pressure
real women are scarce unless they're gay or crazy
and children are under appreciated and misunderstood

babies cry for tits and love
as common folk shout out in the distance
talk to your nanny, cause your momma don't care
she has other things to tend to, like her nails and her hair
martini anyone?

the silkiest scarves with the prettiest prints denote
monied ladies with crow feet, wrinkly mouths and tight white knuckles
feasting on finely chopped duck liver and female fish eggs
yum? yuck. in fact, ewww. what the fuck!

the highest floor penthouses offer the grandest melees
the basement level tenements offer the greenest haze
and the suburbs offer paleontologists closets chock full of bones

ranges, benzes, cadillacs, lexuses, audis, bmw's, toyota's and accords
all run on cold hard cash, but it's the tractors and the 18 wheelers that make the world go round.
farmers move the dirt that clogs the mind, making way for regeneration

what comes next is anyone's guess

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