What's Your Poison?
If
you say
Adam Schiff
should have his day,
maybe get a whiff
of power, making hay
on the nation’s fiscal cliff,
then you’re bright. You know Chick-Fil-A
(not the same thing as a secure SCIF)
is where bit-coin investors go to play,
the merest capitalist hieroglyph:
Coca-Cola, too, has feet of clay.
So, Socialism: jpeg? Gif?
Develop it in your tray:
to know the truth, just sniff.
This won’t go away.
You’re cool? You’re stiff?
Straight, or gay?
One riff –
PAY.
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