Saturday, December 24, 2011


I don’t see why our superstitions
Can’t be the bases of our law;
With courts and lawyers as magicians
Enchanting us with blah, blah, blah.
In church we let our charming preachers
Conjure away all evil creatures;
And Jews, from out their magic book,
Say what we can and cannot cook.
Not only in the God’s communities
Do we search out what’s wrong or right
To keep us safely through the night.
The state, too, orders opportunities:
The LAW bewitches bankers’ loans
Transmuting them to our home groans.

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