My Cardboard Balcony

Zzzzz by Belinda Roddie they say the weak do not need sleep I say fetch me a pillow and a blanket already both of them extra fluffy and warm stuffed animals provide you bonus points I'll crash on your couch if I have to what I lack in power I'll make up for in beautiful rest and really really weird dreams

Well, hello, Mister Capitalism, you're looking cheery today! All fat and rosy-cheeked again, your top hat and tails on display. You stroll down Central Avenue with a grin streaked on your face. You've made Wall Street your loyal bitch, and you'll soon monopolize outer space.