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Nest Egg

Just wait and it will come to you one day.

It will come after years of toil and sweat

to greet you with a smile and be your pet

when you have reached old age with hair of gray.

 

America has promised this always

and now you can collect on this its debt

to you and all your progeny will get

a pot of gold whose shine shall always blaze.

 

But something in the gift might cause a quake,

for memories of dark and toxic times

still haunt you in the night that make you wake

from torments violently shaking in your mind.

 

Taking the egg, the past is not forgotten-

Taking the egg now proves your soul is rotten.

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