So you bite the hand that feeds you,
Just like a mongrel cur.
Was it Caesar who said 'et tu, '
As Brutus stabbed him to the floor.
They bite our hand, when will we learn,
We must be masochists.
We give and give just to get burned,
They stab us with a blade that twists.
11/16/10 Alton Texas
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