Medicine For America
If you want, you can take it
or you will perish,
from the hands of descendants,
who killed Native Americans.
From the fatty hands of government workers,
who constantly raise the taxes
and invent new ones,
that their pensions can grow.
They persecute their own citizens.
Because of them died Ernest Hemingway.
With them was fighting John Steinback
and other writers of America.
For the sake of mankind,
I have for you socialism.
Better swallow it now,
before the gilded ones will suffocate you.
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