Social Security

~Social Security~

 

We are all armed, now.

Everyone sixteen years and older

totes a gun.

 

The boy holsters are blue.

 

The girl holsters are pink.

 

Dad holsters have the ace of spades or

bowling balls on them.

 

Mom's have flowers.

 

The flames

of freedom

burn in the

crematoriums

twenty-four/

seven.

 

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