Act of Congress

You're their cup of tea, their bread and butter
A real cash cow, drink straight from your udder

If you want laws passed,be a dentist
They'd rather be your ventriloquist

Bickering over minimum wages
Taking their cues from a criminal's pages

You can't pass go and you can not trespass
Unless you are a member of Congress
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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