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"Father, must I work to eat?"
"Oh, no, my lucky son,
We're living now on easy street
With dough from Washington.
We've left it up to Uncle Sam!
Now don't get exercised
Nobody has to give a damn,
We've all been subsidized!"
"But if Sam treats us all so well,
And feeds us milk and honey,
Please tell me, Daddy, where oh where
He's going to get the money?"
"Don't worry, son, there ain't no hitch
In this here noble plan;
He simply soaks the filthy rich
And helps the common man!"
"But Daddy, won't there come a time
If we take all their cash,
When they'll be left without a dime
And Things will go to smash?"
"My faith in you is shrinking, son,
You nosey little brat;
You do too damn much thinking, boy,
To be a Democrat!"
-- All (liberals@must.die), August 10, 2001
hey pretty gooddid you write that?
-- (cin@cin.cin), August 10, 2001.
No, but I thought it!
-- All (liberals@must.die), August 10, 2001.
I wish everone would get this, its so true.The motivation to be properious and wealthy will die, when you work to give it all away to the lazy.
-- Steve (mrsoweecat@aol.com), August 11, 2001.