I write in hopes that by the time you get this letter may live to see a change for the Or are we so devoted to these wretched selfish motives When the cold facts and figures all add They cannot contradict this sad burlesque
This sad burlesque miserable failures making entertainment of our fate cannot dignify of elevate This sad burlesque
Now can they recall young and idealistic Before wading knee-deep in hogwash and arithmetic The pitying smirk The argument runs like clockwork Will run down eventually and splutter to stop
P.S. Well by now you know the worst of it we've heard the alibis that they've rehearsed The smug predictions If it's not a contradiction Keep faith in human nature have mercy on the creatures in this sad burlesque