Up In Smoke And Gone To Shit Poem by soren Barrett

Kobe Matsusaka Wagyu steak, at a thousand dollars a pound
Spanish peas and hop shoots on the plate, in a decorated mound
Nineteen forty five Romanee-conti wine, three million one hundred thousand a bottle
Cognac Henry IV Dudognon Heritage, at two million, woven silver serves as its wattle
Gurkha Royal Courtesan cigar, wrapper made of twenty four kart gold
and its cigar band, to not dirty the hand, five kart diamonds does hold
A million three hundred thousand a stick not a bad dinner and smoke for a rich prick
Teeth cleaned with a gold toothpick, a rich man's trick
A fortune in bowels encased, called a matter of refined taste
Shit in a bloated waist, while poor are starving, humanity disgraced