They grew me fresh eyes
but I still couldn't see
through the clips that comprise
this new century
they cultured my joints
to buckle, not bend
when the caucus annoints
a drone to defend
my organs are jammed
with the stones that amass
when skillfully scammed
to digest what they pass
they beefed-up my bone
to brandish the yoke
but I'm not a clone
I'll never be broke!
Are You Reading Me?
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