Got in a spank taxi
Bone barreling to Serendipity
With my couple friends Anxious and Guilty
To a building darker than a grave
It’s all the rave to see what you’re eating
Vegetables soaked in oil golden
Tomatoes fired out of cannons
But the meat is all carrion
Warmed only by recently lost life
Blood black in the dim fingers of light
Streaming down the chins of parallelograms
Preposterous pig Plutocrats
Who’ve eaten up the country
And deliver our meals on tin plates and drones
Sell us tomes and their TV
For our life’s story
Which they use to enslave us more
Children sign contracts for a popsicle
Their independence gone before themselves they own
Financial freedom the myth of raisin bread and virtual circuses
Wall Street now just the Vegas Strip East
Home ownership a booby trap
College debt an albatross
As our souls evaporate into liquidity
Burn Bernie Burn
The impurity out of the Demagogic Party
To take on the Red State Reactionaries
And their Custer locked bully
Bide your time Biden
Let the others tweet and shout
Put the mock back into democracy
While passions burn out
Liz wasn’t too brainy
But Harvard didn’t help
And it wasn’t her genitalia
That doomed her
In the land of empty calories and morbid obesity
She’s so skinny she makes us feel guilty
And now that she’s gone the world is ending
And all we can do is wash our hands for twenty seconds
Don Arrup
Satire1
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