Bullshit and hustle
Hustle and bullshit
In for a penny you're in for a pound
Open the gates of the city
And dig a hole to China
When the cold wind blows
Out on the plateau
Hang your lanterns
From the willow tree
And say a prayer to Saint Anthony
George Washington spied the striped bass
Leaping in the stream
Shimmying silver mirror flecks
In rainbow waterlight
Bullshit and hustle
Made it all briefly his
A man in a bowtie auction-barked
The acres and the possible futures
Lanterns swung in the wind
St. Peter stood waiting at the gates
Bullshit and hustle
Hustle and bullshit
From the Chesapeake Bay
To the shimmering West
For Morris Berman and Derrick Jensen
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