What was once "the land of plenty,"
is looking rather lean.
Gimme' money!
Ain't got any!
Put socks and shoes on.
Tuck your shirt tail in.
You might try prostrating yourself
before the queen.
Big trucks rolling down the highway,
hauling canned biscuits, candy bars,
beef steak, chicken, "whats n what nots," too.
Ugh! Can't have the things you want, any more?
Every week, you got to scratch something off the shopping list.
Want to try living off the land, you say?
Oh, really? Can't stay here; this land is POSTED!
Get on your knees and pray. Lift your eyes up to heaven;
What in the world are we gonna' do?
"L.D."----Oh, Lordy!
kronk----Take heart, little buckaroo. It's almost time for the "JOTW."
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