[?] Brew Blues

Poems: Life, Short Stories and Poetry 1 Minute

Warren Buffett walks into a bar

Getting out of his swanky car

Average wealth in the establishment

increases a billion fold

But the brewer’s sold

only a single pint

(Hey Mr. Statsman, GDP numbers are meaningless to most people, when there is large wealth disparity)

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Published by whenmarsmetsaturn

I was born during the Great War between Mars and Saturn. When I was a wee laddie, I had to go wee-wee and landed on the planet Earth. I ate some ice cream that the muses had recommended. The vanilla affected my sense of direction and I haven't been able to find my way to my spaceship ever since. I was stranded on a planet where I didn't belong. To get revenge, I decided to write travesties of literature in order to annoy the muses.

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2 thoughts on “[?] Brew Blues”

  1. Everybody knows
    that the dice are loaded
    Everybody rolls
    with their fingers crossed
    Everybody knows
    the war is over
    Everybody knows
    the good guys lost
    Everybody knows
    the fight was fixed
    The poor stay poor,
    the rich get rich
    That’s how it goes
    Everybody knows
    ~ Leonard Cohen

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    1. It’s even worse if everybody already knows
      It means that even exposing statistical trickery will bring no hope
      It makes no sense to roll in a rigged game
      Unless you’re quick on the draw, and okay with murder
      Better to play a different game…

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