Family Reunions - Poem by Patrick Iliff
I read Bastiat at family reunions,
And I savour the irony.
Uncles and cousins fly across the Atlantic
And aunts and brothers drive from Cork
To talk about recipes and Roy Keane.
I merely go upstairs, close my door,
And study my God-given rights.
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