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An ill work

Wishful thinking won't pay the bills
Blind optimism won't cure the ills
With time and work the coffer fills
While masses keep on taking pills
This divisiveness can give me chills
So many political correctness drills
Newfound promises minus the frills
Any more of this I'll head for the hills
This kind of craziness our sanity kills
It's indelibly written by ancient quills
To blame is not how I get my thrills
I guess I shall do whatever God wills
Place flowers upon the window sills
And love every one of you jacks and jills