Apologies to Gracie

Thanks to NYCityBoy for the inspiration on this one:

Without revealing too much: Hi Gracie! Sorry about this. :-)

First bill makes you larger
And the last bill makes you small,
And the one that lender gave you
Won't do anything at all.
Go ask Leslie
When she's ten feet tall.

And if you go chasing flippers
Well you know you're going to fall,
Tell 'em a hookah smoking mortgagor
Has given you the call.

Call Leslie...
When she was just small.

When the mexmen on the pressboard
Get up and tell you where to go
And you've just had some kind of mushroom
And your mind is moving slow.

Go ask Leslie
I think she'll know...

When logic and proportion
Have fallen sloppy dead,
And the A. G. is talking backwards
And the Slum Queen's "off with her head!"

Remember what the Cart Man said:
"Bring your dead. Bring your dead. Bring your dead"
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I have never mixed more metaphors in a single post before this one. As far as I know, anyway.