There are just too many people,
Willing to stand in line...
To be offered to play the role of victim.
Reminiscent of the days,
No one wanted to be a waitress, waiter...
Or someone else's butler or maid.
Until those perks added up.
And those who have those jobs today,
Know how generous people can get...
Over the holidays.
There are just too many people,
Willing to stand in line...
To be offered to play the role of victim.
Believing in the doing of such...
Their participation will be televised.
And those watching will sympathize,
As some of the worse acting ever seen...
On any screen,
Is given fifteen seconds of too much airtime...
To those finding their lives of greed on hold.
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