you
hear the words, if he wins,
i'm leaving
the country,
that's it, I'm done with living
in the old
USA.
whether left of right,
your hear them proclaim,
i'm packing my bags
and catching a plane
or boat
or train,
i'll walk if i have to
to get away from here,
but in truth
no one leaves.
they have it too good,
there's work,
there's a home, there's
a cat and dog,
and the lawn.
they stay put and just
complain.
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