The olives are bitter this year, the corn doesn't taste ;
as good as it looks.
They are collecting feathers, for the bird is soon to be extinct. There are no promises here, no wishy washy ,,,Ness
No no not here not now, not again.
Such a cage, safety for freedom?
I didn't use "or" because, little bits of each keep getting taken.
One hand grabs, the other feeds
the
gluttony
We, we, under one government, and one God on our currency.
Give me Liberty
Or give me Something else, something I can see, no credit here, and about, little Faith there be.