Winterscore ©
Thursday, February 20, 2025
We are bathing in days
We are bathing in days
The sun our bar of soap
Oligarchs slinging mud
Cannot wash us with Hope
In the yawns of winter
As we turn on our friends
The poor getting poorer
The rich with dividends
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