Capitalism

We have entirely cemented earth 
Made Planes, trains, and cars that traverse 
We will give you this treasure, 
Come take part in this pleasure

These building must be higher 
And items must be made for the buyer 
For this is our endeavor 
This should give you your pleasure

We will make you feel ugly and fat 
So we can sell you this or that 
Come on people, you must take a drastic measure, 
go to the market and consume to your pleasure!

I will tell you your ill 
Just to sell you a pill 
We control you now more then ever. 
But we will say this is all for your pleasure.

We scheme and we ploy 
For money is what we enjoy 
We will do this forever, 
For this is OUR pleasure!

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