CincoDeCryo

Here I am in America
I stole the job from ya
I live the dream while yours dies
Why do I still want to cry?
Maybe it's because of NAFTA and thing like that
Make me feel like a rat
Bernie Sanders has it right
We all need to stand up and fight
With 15 dollars an hour
We will have the power
Till then I will sit here and cryo
Even though it's Cinco De Mayo
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Posted: May 2016
About this poem:
We have a coworker who left early today to enjoy a Cinco De Mayo festival in Darlington, Wisconsin

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