[Janice D. Soderling]

I don't want to sidetrack the ongoing threads, but I wonder if anyone else has poems on the issue of morals. I know there is bigger talent out there (in here) than me.

No cash prizes, sorry.

Sucker

A Poem on Morals

I aim to take it with me when I go.
I aim to take my Caddy and van Gogh.
I aim to take my women
and I aim to take my swimmin'
pool and, hey man,
that's my grass you're on. So go.

I aim to take it with me when I go:
caviar and bonded scotch and curacao.
And the rainbow and fresh air.
I hate schools and Medicare.
I got nada you can share.
I've a plan to take it with me when I go.

I'm digging this big hole before I go.
like that dude I saw on TV, doncha know.
He stashed his loot inside
(every soldier, every bride).
He was fully justified.
You don't like it? Well, you know where you can go.

I'm taking mine and yours too when I go.
Yours is mine so you had better let it go.
I keep tabs on whose and which.
Give it back to me, you bitch.
You have stolen from the rich.
And I want my pockets bulging when I go.