The Way I See It

The way I see it
Every vice
Has its price
Every view
Forms a queue
Where you get stuck
Behind some shmuck
Who turns your position prized
Into trash to be despised

The way I see it
Every fish
Has just one wish
To throw the book
At guys with hooks
But the lawyers drown
And the fish go down
To lay their eggs
In the beer man’s kegs

At least, that’s the way I see it

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Credit for the one who made it

This is not a poem that I wrote at home

but I cut and paste with criminal haste
so please forgive this poor adlib