A Preview of this Week's Poem

Welcome to our world

Dear Harvard Professors
You now have to choose
Of two evils,
The lessers

Ignore all the facts

And keep singing your song
Or step up to the mike
And admit you were wrong

You wrote, at the time
That high costs should be shared
But hoped, way back when
That somehow you’d be spared

I know what you’re thinking

You don’t have to say it
A tax is regressive
If you have to pay it

But sorry to tell you

Ye Brahmins and solons
You’ll now pay for tests
Of your breasts and your colons

And when we have finished

Examining those
For everything else
May you pay through the nose.