Two thousand aught eleven’s gone,
And still the country ought to sweat.
We could have seen a dark new dawn:
Default upon our national debt
And credit rating triple Z
For playing chicken in D.C.
I fear as well two thousand twelve.
Because the rich aren’t further taxed,
The Democrats will have to shelve,
(Or in the House they lost, see axed)
The bills Republicans call bloat
But keep the middle class afloat.
Like health care, housing, better schools,
That help the 99%
Much more consume, in turn which fuels
Our economic betterment.
How else can industry do well
If buyers live a life of hell?
—January 1, 2012
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