Mountains in the Mouth By Joshua Dolash

Even with the secure life of being a mayor, things didn’t turn right;
Jobs fled, stocks fainted, and businesses fell to the abyss;
It was the Greatest depression in history!
Why did I talk lies that lifted me up here above others?
The wanderer near garbage dumps is the one I now desire to be.

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