Chewed on the Scenery

Predatory banks are out on bail,
Too crooked for anything but fail.
What a mummer
Of a summer,
Need to know only. Who hooked the biggest whale?
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Projectile words hit the wall.
Some stick, some are fearfully small.
Blank your mind.
Who will be fined,
Dangerously unspined and put out in the mall?
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A merry group rewrote their public anthem while climbing up Mt. Etna. Saucers of alcohol medicaided their mirth. Blues crossed and penetrated their shields on very rare occasions. They protected their services with service protection insurance and shared shares insurance and other kinds of insurances, and they assured us they would never ever quit unless they were slightly displeased with the profit margins of better health. They played monopoly and sent us cheerful instructions for our own good on how to live, while they also played dodgeball and chewed on the scenery.