A Place For a Pigeon
A place for a pigeon is so convenient a thing.
Its so easy for the world to make sense to me.
With but rocking and watching political TV
And reading the world's most partisan magazines.
I know so many people and so many things.
For people far wiser than I ever shall be
Have captured and caged and classified thee:
Him? He’s a jew, a stingy tycoon.
Him? He’s a hick, an ignorant buffoon.
Him? He’s a black, and on welfare too.
And so forth and so on, there are so many rules.
All of them wrapped up so neatly for me
By the man speaking to me from behind the blue screen.
How glorious a moment in man's history,
To know so many people so easily.
A place for a pigeon is so convenient a thing!
Copyright © Sam Toil | Year Posted 2014
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