Black Friday 2011 Shopping
Black Friday 2011
Fill your Muffin top until it pops.
Ready yourself for the disappointing shop.
It is Black Friday 2011.
And it is definetly hell and not heaven.
But you'll have to be a Rhodes Scholar.
To get all your gifts with only a few dollars.
But when you leave without your gifts.
Give your spirit a lift.
Go home and fill the hole
With the left over sweet potato casserole.
Your government believes poverty is your station.
Call them and ask...oh, wait they are all away on vacation.
Pretty obvious that I don't believe this Holiday Season is going ot be very much fun for the average person. The sad part about it is we will have children in America going hungry this Holiday Season while the government founders itself yet again. And the government doesn't care. They think they can scare us into oppression. They count on it to succeed. It isn't like they aren't all running from the people with HIV.
They will bring our troops home to exceptionally high unemployment which means their holiday might be okay this year but will be ruined for year and years to come. But hey, as long as the party keeps going on in DC at the expense of everyone outside of DC, I guess it is all good with those elected officials.
And I personally will not just blame the Democrats. I will have plenty of blame to go around for all of DC. And they are just so incompetent and impotent that they can't or will not do anything to help anyone besides themselves. I hope both parties really get they are both about to lose power in this country. We have been flat regressive taxed to death in this country to the point we are all in poverty. And it is designed by both parties so both of them deserve equal blame. This holiday Season will be political death to all inhabitants of Washington DC.
And of course as always this is political satire. I have only just learned poetry. Sadly I have been exposed to politics my entire life.
I used the word station to refer to your place in life. As to say the government believes that your place is impoverishment. I thought that might throw some of you so I wanted to be clear and make that clarification.
And if you don't know what a muffin top is, it is the fat roll over your jeans when your stomach is too big to fit into your pants any longer. I thought the idea of exploding muffin tops or muffin tops that popped was pretty fun. Although I would not make fun of the muffin top phenomena in America. Sadly we are the only country in the world that expects grandmother's to be a 110 lbs and size two and still sexy. I will never understand why we can't just allow people to be who they are in this country instead of trying to cookie cut them into something they are not. It makes for a very unhappy country. Not to mention the extreme poverty which forces people to eat bad food since it is much cheaper causing obesity. Has anyone in this country considered that obesity is optional to poverty? Fix the economy dumb Washington DC and then see how many overweight children you have. It is absolutely ridiculous to fight a war on obesity and ignore the cause which is childhood poverty that is unless you want t loss the war intentionally.
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