Selections From Our Book of Nursery Rhymes
Some selections from Illuminati Ganga’s Book of Nursery Rhymes, currently awaiting reprinting, for your enjoyment
Session #17
When Little Freud went to bed
he always cursed his prayers
he kissed mama and slugged papa
and went anxiously upstairs.
The Sell-Outs Apology
While some I find have great surplus
I myself have not enough
and good friends I see have even less
so I rob the First to Feed the Rest.
The Rich amass more riches yet
As I take all that I can get
How can it be that by the hour
They Increase as I devour
Not Anything would I destroy
That others may for good employ
But protesting good gives the flavor
Of sell-out that proud losers savor
No Little Theft can I despise
For much of little will arise
As capital accrues wide gains
A rebel wise assumes its reigns
While some I find have nothing got
I say let such lazy felons rot
How easy to be respectable
If you are bad and capable.
Ars Bankrobbery
Our gang of robbers now, tho’ scant and small
shall count our first coins ganked —
A time will come among you all
We’ll fall and drop our dying thanks.
Millions then in pockets weigh
laid against hypocrite scale
Failure names those who pay
We take our deaths, why
Say we fail.
The actual sources of these selections from the Illuminati Ganga Book of Nursery Rhymes are unknown at this time.
