Why is happiness picking up a penny?
Why answer an interrogative simile?
A red rose grows, overthrows without water
It's taxing, planting seeds in a trodden garden
How does one dig a whole parting, with only Howe's boots and arms
Without splitting up routes or parting reign over the yard?
Out of the blue, there are remnants of red
Coating the sun that never would set
On a night like tonight, there won't be a star in the sky
After tonight, look eastward for the stripes in the new red sunrise
If there ever was a night to light the storm on her harbor
Tonight, her ebb and flow garnishes the water she's guarded
Lightning will strike twice, once garnished, twice garnered
Fighting against the whole sum of our parts imparted
The demon in diminished returns is, it shifts with every charter
Stick a feather in its Cap and call it after it's bartered
Tonight, her fight adds up to a feigned reign trickling down the half-hearted
The only king is true democracy, and disarmament is her only knight in shining armor
I'd rather see her Burn than reign, but I'm open to both to disarm and restart her
She's well aware that she's watching Washington crossing the Delaware
It's frozen this time around, as well, but it froze half way so there's no turning back
The ice must crack, Many will drown, Many will freeze with Washington and
Jefferson said we’d bleed for it
There's nothing else in the world worth it
Why is happiness picking up a penny?
The riddle is begging for a poke
What happens in past tense, when it's figuratively breaking up to forgive me…
The riddle is literally broke
Figuratively flimsy…
Flimsies and a hearse, a five-folded star, an alleged curse
The goons of the occult introduce Wall Street's feeding frenzy
Then freedom itself finds its own way of winning
The asphalt hell aligns a grimaced plan for grinning
For phonies and flimsies…
For every start worth saving
The brash brine puts a dollar in
For every heart of David
Where's half the mind of Solomon?
Why must art claim him?
For every copper mine calling him
He targets the market that shames him
For not every water has bittersweet freshwater sludge AND brine to mix it in
For every heart of David doesn't have a son like Solomon
The copper fields lie like they fly like the wind
The robber yields perjury, prison yields a citizen
Stock market tames not a cent that its appraised
If you work at a bank, you're bending over for grace
A penny's worth twice as much in its copper weight
Why is happiness picking up a penny?
You don't know it's coming till it's nearly passed you by
Zoom in close before you bat an eye
Break your back bending over, lose your balance, get hit by a car
It's not worth much until there's a hit on your head
If it's your head, you're lucky you don't have a tailbone full of lead
Your assassin is here to deliver you to the aether, Mr. President
It's obviously a good play, so it's not
It just jumped off the balcony and yelled something in latin
Why is happiness picking up a penny?
For every cent it's valued, there's more sense in it than me
Why is happiness picking up a penny?
Give it your own two cents, you senseless gimmes
