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No insurance? No treatment! (Free verse) by <{Baba^Yaga}>

Ah... yes, here we are, but once again With one plastic pen Some lined three-ring-paper And a whole lot of sin So what If I express my feelings with riddles and side dealings At least I've made the attempt My last name isn't denial It's survival soaked contempt Wow, can I get your autograph. Fuckers. You wretch Before I had a chance to construct a worthy dam for the immense size of your valley You flooded us out repeatedly killing Our un-earned green sprouts Care for a glass of sand? Hold out your hands. Hey twit God doesn't make the rain Winds and large bodies of water do A simple explanation for every question lay in the spaces surrounding you What is false What was true. Your perception is no longer under your control The White House has a remote control for your ass And the Pentagon charged us taxpayers thirty billion to re-invent it Insanity, maybe not Where's the pill to cure this ailment? Where's my smiling pharmacist With his small typed warning labels? Collecting his Government check while advertising on cable good for you Mr. I know the difference between North and South It's whether or not you belong to a country club and get good opera ticket kickbacks Have you seen Rigaletto? No kidding Oh, and by the way, nice watch. A gift for when you're out on errands? [a cab pulls up/I open a door for him/ I shut the door on his leg/I walk away sigh/ A block later/I find another one/ Opinionated on health care/no kidding/ Want to share the cab fare?]

royalflesh 19-Sep-02/12:12 AM
harsh realities are always attempting to reconcile. Its an interesting piece laced with afterthoughts ( yes? ) the dust doesn't always disapear but the paperwork stays. filed. forever. insured or not. 7




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