Poetry

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A toast to those "Just doing their jobs"

Oh brother , oh brother, HOW is your bread buttered?

Your bread may SEEM to you to be white and pure .but your butter is growing more and more oppressively austere.

While your busy making your toast, the good cream seems to have given up the ghost.

While YOUR butter is being churned,
more of a sour cream is being earned.

So
Oh brother ,Oh brother, HOW is your bread buttered?

While,
on this sour cream toast
you have learned to somehow imbibe...Humanity will toast you relentlessly with it's own shaming "Sour screams and chides!" :

YOU !
BROTHER ARE CULPABLE
WHEN OUR GASPING FREEDOM FINALLY DIES!

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