I don't want to
Serve hand and foot!
Everyone I've met
Was a legal crook!
Underneath those rules they hide
We have all! ....
Been taken for a ride!
Love is no more
Than a daily chore
We only eat
Chemically implanted food
Dodgeing our brains
To regulate our moods
O.k....So I've said it! ...
Can't you see!
We've all been stitched!
Suzan...you go gal, and tell it like it be....Enjoyed this energetic slice of erudite expression, young lady! ~ F j R ~ __2008__
Yes indeed you are absolutely right! ! ! ! Very well said and a nice write to find. Enjoyed this one. love and hugs Ernestine XXX Hope all is well with you.
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what you say is all as it is - and no more - Suzan. legal crooks abound, but they do not rob us of what we are, just what they think they need from us, and that we can easily cast away, give it to them, for having lost it, we are cleaner, better.