The canine ate my homework, He shredded it bit by bit; And I worked hard on the Green New Deal, My grandfather just laughed it, A bill ending with lots of zeros, So important that I won’t quit. When read the numbers out loud, And the debts needed to pay for the future, My dog wouldn’t stop barking, My grandfather laughing off the furniture, And calling me a socialist But I think that’s an unfair caricature. What happened to my beloved dog? He used to be so loyal, So socially active and licking me, Now all he does is make my blood boil, As he acts more loyal to grandpa, Who runs the house like a British royal.
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