I was told when I was two
That even though they had the same eyes
Warbucks was not her Daddy
Big Tuxedo, red dress, bald head, hair nappy
Annie's mom America
Her bounty shared by few
Her children orphaned
Husbands humbled
Horizon a dark blue
The Mideast rumbled
Europe stumbled
Far East rising near
People marched, dogs barked
Tea Party and Zucotti Park
Politicians try to ignite a spark
To light our fall into the dark
No candle to be found anywhere
Eyeless blind we had a ball
Bill came due we'd spent it all
A nation of hollow sockets
Divided by bulging and empty pockets
While rogue states build bombs and rockets
Once admired now they mock us
Hope that left over bird tastes good!
Happy Thanksgiving
Don Arrup
Satire1
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