My gift to you...NOT MY VOTE!

To day you turned FIFTY
What a milestone
As you sit with your cronies
Many dine alone
Some on a meal of pork and beans
And some wish they had that to eat

So while you celebrate
At your party
With those that paid
Thirty five thousand dollars
For the food on their plates

Seniors and others on fixed incomes
Are still reeling from
The harm you have done
You put them through hell
In the past weeks
So while you sit there
And continue to eat
I hope your present from America will be
A new address for you
And your family!