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Wednesday, September 7, 2016

Sonnet #67

They start them young on chocolate sugar bombs
And lots of fortified desserts disguised
As vitamin vectors. But it's all wrong
The investors tell themselves lies, hypnotized
Once addicted, diseases creep in the veins
We have to prescribe the medication
Otherwise we could get sued for failing
to properly treat the different infections
As we age, more pills, more bad food, wailing,
gnashing of teeth, a life lived between pain
and numb, feeling miserable and sorry for
ourselves, which means more self-disdain
More comfort food, more pills, therapy, more
Investors buy the stocks and own the game
Own the junk food, and the cures of all the pain

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