I Feel Snitty with Craig Rozniecki

“Slim-to-None Funds” Do you know who they’re stealing from? Charities named after them The dollars keep rolling in Diverted to greens and bogey-men Claiming donations as grifts They’ve sunk lower than piles of sh*t The depths of Satan’s fiery pit? Lower than it   None, slim-to-none funds Take from children Give to themselves None, slim-to-none funds They are the world’s biggest grassholes Pulling for hell   Driving around in their gold carts Crashing before they even start As they blame Soros and RuPaul News breaks of their organization’s scam They don’t know irons from woods Yet stole from the kids for these goods Than the South Pole is cold, they’re Lower than it   None, slim-to-none funds Take from children Give to themselves None, slim-to-none funds They are the world’s biggest grassholes Pulling for hell   They’re always slicing to the right Their white balls they can never find “Mark us down for two,” they will say Flipping birdies to youngsters on the front and back nine   Further than you could ever a