The Morning After

Gratitude is the pill we swallow

Keeps us sleepy and content

Keeps us from throwing eggs

This way! straight to the feedlot

Find your tax bracket, and stay

Pay no mind to what’s behind

the red tape. But do pay

for schools like corrals, hospitals

like abandoned slaughterhouses

No one wants to work anymore

You’ve heard it said. The only shortage

is attention span. Maybe

I’d get a job if it didn’t cost so much

to earn an income these days

Call me ungrateful. I’ll tell you what,

Return my taxes and I’ll return

all I've taken. Call me hypocrite

I too thought capitalism was the disease

I’m grateful I’ve learned long enough to see

Welfare tastes good to those invested in it

It’s cold turkey for the rest of us

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