“Social” “Security” is a Misnomer,
Like When a Bunt turns into a Homer.
Perhaps call it Cash – Yours in the End?
That Goes in a Pool for Others to Spend.
If want “Security” in “Social” Places,
Must have the Creds to turn People’s Faces.
BFF with Handsome George Clooney,
Steve Martin, of course, when You’re feeling Looney.
Must Be a Yacht as Big as a Ship,
With Numerous Pools as Guests take a Dip.
For sure There’s a Plane – My own Private Jet,
Fly Friends off to Vegas so They can Bet.
Box Full of Jewelry to Pass out at Will,
Chip in my Brain so Jokes I can Tell.
Cash up the Butt to give to Great Causes,
Clothes in Big Closets that Give viewer’s Pauses.
Better be Chefs and Trainers and Such,
Make me Feel Needed – that Personal Touch.
So Government Types who Pass Legislation,
If you are wanting My Adulation,
Provide All for Me – Make sure that You See,
My “Social” “Security” – Has To be FREE!