Tuesday, November 22, 2011

When the rat ate the cheese

When the rat ate the cheese and the spring sprang the trap
and the snap of it splattered me out of my nap
and I climbed to the attic to peer past the dust
and saw the thing grin with a congressman's lust
to empty my wallet and tell me I'm fine
while he dines on my dollars and slurps up my wine
then lowers the taxes of those who don't pay
because with their billions they don't know which way
this country is going and this makes them sore
because it's the fault of the young and the poor,

I gazed at the rodent so surly and smug
then took out my hammer and clobbered the thug!

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