Cannibal Crew

If the rich, you devour, and you're laden with their power, where about would one lighten the load? A captain's share, yes, for the one whom ingests, and kin of the same, this we know.
But what of the crew? Be they seldom and few? By pageantry's plight we deem not. Diminish the dynasties, flatten the lines, and build bridges through everyone's thoughts. How clean an ideal, for those who make meals of beings who've wagered and wrought.
To whom go the spoils? Is the crew now now the Royal? Can they finally eat what they've become?

Why make messes when one can simply buy dresses from food with the money sent home

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Key Words : politics, AOC, tax the rich, eat the rich

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My commentary on the \"Tax the Rich/Eat the Rich\" sensation.