The Reverend Raps!

Shall I tell a story?
Not for glory or the furore.
Communication of the idea
To make things clear
Never fear
For yourself,
Your not a norse elf
Making presents for the masses,
or at least the middle classes,
Keeping them content
with less content/more style,
Blanding out dissent
and all the while...
The credit rate is rising
Which aint surprisng.
I haven't bought yet what I already have,
This is undeniable
Hope I die before I get liable.
Minus money buys more than no money
and what aint funny honey
Is your alimony is acrimony
In dollars and cents
No sense, nonsense
Smell that scent
Clean green cash or clean green New Zealand
Causing blue feelings
cos it aint the score
And the V8 enviromentalists
drove in 4 x 4,
Wondering what all the fuss is for,
Dune erosion, social cohesion
Cultural implosion, buy a new lotion
Apply liberally to the affected area
and dont get it in your eyes
or you will realise
that Gods-own is your own
So look after it well
Before the big sell
gives it all away
to the USA
or the highest bidder
Which when you consider
is not what kaitiakitanga means
The meaning you dont know it seems.
NZ for sale
one careful owner
one careless, payless, plastic and pale.
Ka kite, ka kite, ka kite ano
Here from the Dig show
which in case you don't know
is in the know
on the flow
time to go
Ka kite ano.

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The priest open-season,
Contrite procrastinate of fanatacism mockery
rapprochement soaring

The shopper prisoner of war
harbour anticipation of the bombardment volume
Fume clearing

The journalist small time
Visual aid fluctuate of exterior photographic platitude
tempo tightfisted

Master of ceremonies
Snowy wayward adherent to the readable tarp
Distention abounds