Smell the Ruses
by Rachel Hoyt
image by Stuart Miles via freedigitalphotos.net
Yes sir, you are here,
The Land of the Free,
Feel free to do as you please.
We never spank rears,
Or say, "No, Honey."
We accept your soul's inner sleaze.
At each of the stores,
On the town's main drag,
You can buy all that you need:
Rights not to do chores,
To publicly nag,
Or forgo thought when you feed.
It just costs a bit,
To be a glutton,
And we don't take excuses.
Stand up tall, don't spit,
You missed a button -
Now go and smell the ruses.
©
2013 Rachel Hoyt. All rights reserved.
I never thought that freedom was free,
but I've seen more proof in the news lately:
CVS fining folks who won't share their health stats
and stores who charge browsers because they think they're brats.
