under the whatever [sic]

bottom line is:
carrying an economy on;
the reincarnated protestant work
ethic of a superior christian illegally hear
beats endentured severitude
which beats slavery.
so i practice savory savery.
appromattoximately
write know or
left out perpetually.
either on point like
completion of sentence
all the time or
opposition wins once
and rips existence's fabric,
whittles away
at monumental presents.
kinda like the tear - or is it?
ewe are either with us or aghast u.s,
like recovered drunks that smoke butts.