A Bill Poem by (TPAC) Alexander Coppedge

Annotation, did actions of our nation, done factors in the halls of Congress, as a tool to rule, it's likened to a voice spoken; put into our system: pre-preparation to perform as an actual law.

People, we elect, granted a seat, have wolves a feat, facts to beat a poor world, plots to restrict family living, creates its limitations on us; paid: draw tax from any workers.

Law, pick be all principles, handwritten, set in ink, one for our health care action, capture nods for, approval fully stink, wink of the eyes; states yes: its say name bill.

This system built, mixed its will, it's a bust, upgrading activities, proclaiming this rectangular form a dollar, prints on it is in God; wrote it's a must: state us to trust.

These people to buy, used various dollars, purchasing at stores, do in sips, soldiers they're alive, saying words clearly, still lips, yield a life's gift, cause flips to live; said in a bill: set law.

Wealth, obtained by facts trading of these principles, based on put totes on the side, selected notes, votes that say choices, by a tax order; have acts of crime: this bill.

Each bill, they select, it's a fine string, twists upon as a spider, fund out of pockets voters, by a signed paper, it robbers, swing; that bring loot: to do evil things.

This performance, it is a set fact, by your choice picks, being as you will, ponders thrill, it to aid, written down in a plan, served as law, to you; each month: this bill.