Counteracting Corners

Hush, now, history, don't you cry, 

Mama schon laundered the lobby dry.

Since the coo has fled from angst,

Facts place the mat at a door in Minsk.

If our deal should turn green red,

Bills gonna land in Olaf's bed.

If in that bed's the blackest boy,

Lasch'll drown you in tears of joy.

Posts all around the traffic quilt,

Credit's just another name for guilt.