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CONGRESSIONAL KNITTERS

CONGRESSIONAL KNITTERS

CONGRESSIONAL KNITTERS

Ricardo Antonio Garcia

Congress hems and ties knots.

While the more advanced Senators knit quilts

the country they represent is going down a sewer.

Smelling, and repulsive is the shit-

I have met so many people down in here

and we are ready to have a revolution, for

the face of Government doesn’t care.

We feel so dirty … all they want is money

pimping us like we are whores, and

making us feel useless other than keeping them

in nice cars, homes and silk suits.

Congress is a wasted effort.

Throwing plastic bottles at each other

the Democrats and Republics make a mockery

of our United States and its charters

and no one in their right mind understands

what the Hell in going on anymore.

Not even their by-products of disputes

ever get sold, just rot under their chairs.

Somewhere under one of those seats

our yesterday beliefs linger.

America, a once proud and strong nation

with Cowboys on the big Guns

leading the World to Victory is gone.

They will darn their ties and knots

until they knit enough to hang themselves

selling their suits at Sotheby’s

as relics of a by gone era.

Turning us around we must do ourselves

privatizing Government

and no longer voting for failure.

Capitalism is dying from Cancer

and since there is no 'real cure' we are doomed.

Perhaps in the doom our advantage will be

our innate ability to survive.

Who will be the first to publicly hang himself

on his own non-industry?

The Congressional knitters refuse to go by number

but I fathom

they are cowards to the stairs of their falling.

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