Digging deeper into debt
With no plans to end it yet
They only see spending.
That's the hand they're playing.
Their supporters with hands properly greased
Will pull the levers in home districts as progressive's please.
Returning them to office once more
To continue raiding of the company store.
But the line, as France's old warriors found
Was but a trench line in the ground
When clever foes
Bypassed them, as history shows.
The current day Maginot Line
Has dug deeper, we find
Providing programs that are costly to keep,
While consuming vast amounts of money as we sleep.
While unemployment grows by leaps and bounds
The progressives offer no solutions for the homeward bound.
Like gamblers seeking another thrill
Ignoring the table's odds, a bitter pill.
Will the game be over or will it continue
Until there is no other venue?
The problem demands sacrifices by all
Not just the those that are weak and small.
Delaying paying of one's bills
Can no longer be the solution to the Nation's ills.
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