In days of old the turkey fat,

Was eaten by the lord;

‘Twas raised by cowed and ignorant serfs

To grace his festive board.

And when the feast was over,

And gluttons had their fill,

In refuse pot the bones were dumped

And workers ate the swill.

Today the system’s changed in name.

The facts aren’t changed a speck.

The capitalists eat the choicest parts,

While the workers get the neck.

When Socialist laws shall come in play,

We’ll show the useless drones.

The working man will eat the meat,

While the shirker sucks the bones.

— G. H. L.