You remind you're the one with deep pockets|
How much comes from the house my college bought?
The purchase should be hung on court dockets
If for your villainy you could be caught
You paid less than the State for your children
The foster program would have paid far more
In return you'd fund our education
Paying tuition would even the score
Then where did all the promised money go?
You showed me the figures in your account
So your son starves at school? Your wealth must grow!
From the stolen manse you bought on discount
Had I not suffered such trauma at school
Over my deep pockets you might now drool.