They better get a firm handle
And quickly
Of the evergrowing scandal
Cause others do see.
From a thousand miles away
I do hear
Of the games people play
When they think no one can hear.
How can we trust
$132 million for a new school
All for the price of lust
We are being played for a fool.
Now my house may be made
Of glass it is true
For my crimes I have paid
Now karma comes to you.
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