No More Pardon for Steve

Some believe their outward appearance

Gives them the right to rule over our forbearance

To strip away ours rights and our experience

They yearn for that power emperial

So they place a golem

High on top of a totem

While the worshippers deceived are many

The comic grifters deftly steal their money

In a city of unwavering principle

The law is on side of the people

Here, time has no pardon for Steve

There’s no mercy for the purse thief

Justice is alive and well in Manhattan

Where New Yorkers are heartened

To know that they who have gone too far

Will surely join this Steve behind that bar