Weep No More, My Lady

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    WEEP NO MORE, MY LADY

    Father, must I go to work?
    No, my lucky son;
    Were living now on Easy Street
    On dough from Washington.

    Weve left it up to Uncle Sam,
    So dont get exercised.
    Nobody has to give a damn
    Weve all been subsidized.

    But if Sam treats us all so well,
    And feeds us milk and honey,
    Please, daddy, tell me what the hell
    Hes going to use for money?

    Dont worry, bub, theres not a hitch
    In this here noble plan
    He simply soaks the filthy rich
    And helps the common man.

    But Father, wont there come a time
    When they run out of cash
    And well have left then not a dime
    When things will then go to smash?

    My faith in you is shrinking, son.
    You nosey little brat;
    You do too damn much thinking, son,
    To be a Democrat!

    W. E. Debnam, 1950
     
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