Eton blond-mop toff why did you abuse
The helpful spending that was yours to give?
Unprofitable wanker, why misuse
Great wads of cash but not let others live?
In expending roubles for yourself alone
Your rubbing up becomes deception
And how when nature calls you to be done
Can spaffing walls gainsay delusion?
Dastard austerity! Why did you spend
Upon the rich that bounty's legacy?
Nature seeks no recompense but will lend
And being kind, she lends generously:
There is no legacy in Onan's Luck
Except the truth that you don't give a f**k.
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There is no legacy in Onan's Luck Except the truth that you don't give a f**k..................beautifully spoken..........full score