Money is a bitch
I want you to tell me, answer if you can! Oh won't you won't you tell me just what is the soul of a man? Or rather how much is the soul of a man worth? I've taken bribes and bribed myself, I've seen good and bad times, I've worked for peanuts and passed on bars of gold. I'm looking for the trifecta! Strangely I can only find two pieces at a time, just enough to keep from starving but always hungry for more. Sadly I must slaughter my golden piggy to continue...and he was such a nice pet despite being around for such a short time. But debts must be settled and all good things must come to an end...eventually. Should I hold fast or move into voluntary exile? There's not much to go on here and while the shores of another land could be exiting I feel wanted here. Oh paradox! Oh paradox! Why do you call MY name? Couldn't you have found some satirist to entertain with your oddities? But don't perch on me for too long! I've got bigger dreams and better schemes to fly above the cesspool I've thrown myself into. Meet me at the townsquare at noon and we will finish this...this place isn't big enough for the both of us!