chimera crosstip

giving the slip to underdoggish behemouth
he rallies at the latest installment of johnny get your bootstraps.
price of rice, price of the latest pricelessness
he sighs, imperceptibly, at the interest rate.
what has he bought to lose? a buffet set for bling
the conucopia of a ponzi ring
a mahler inspired minaret and a basket the size
of a king. oh sing
hosannah in the brick a brack, a heart attack, big slacker fact
tyranny's the hottest, when ya got ya gottest, you goddess, yo
walrus the tabuli call us , rasa and
risen to the mound. go to ground
like bachhus, can't leave em a rucus, look folks it's just us
be pullin the strings. dollar by dollar we got to the scholar
who couldn't type anything without his wings. it's rational
reactional, logic less and what a mess, he'd sing
if it would pay the dress and sandals , red and matching
a plot for a hatching, just when you think, natch, ring!
along comes the next line.