Essay:Capital Gotta capital and others poems

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Capital gotta expand.

the brilliant, the foolish

The open and closed hand

the humble writer and the Henry Ford

Whatever human tender let it grow

it will

till no longer the pain can slow


I dub my internet poem 'Capital Gotta capital'

(The last 'c' is lowercase)