The democrats have convinced me that I'm much better off.
I must admit the kool-aid is tasty from the democrat trough.
Their lies seem more believable, their pipedreams attainable.
Paying off our national debt is a goal seeming obtainable.
My cupboards only look empty the first day of the week.
But when I get my next paycheck, I'm starving and weak.
My utility bills, pshaw! amount to absolutely nothing at all.
As long as I never adjust that thermostat on the damn wall.
And air conditioning, who needs it, it cools off at night.
I might as well climb into my oven and turn off the light.
I can always go to the mountains and sit in the shade.
If I could afford the gas to get there the trip's easily made.
Yep! Everything's hunky-dory, it's the life of Riley for me.
I'm actually happy with nothing, which I thought I'd never be.
If I go along I'll get along, has been pounded into my head.
If I don't, I could just disappear, or one day wake up dead.
If I don't like it, I should sit down and keep my mouth shut.
Sit down and be happy in my new paid for government hut.
D.L. Crockett -- 12/12/23