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welcome to the menagerie:
welcome to the menagerie:
look at our little dwellings
happily cozy and warm;
there is fire burning in the hearth,
there's a $thirty,000 kitchen,
quilts in the bedside crate,
and light at our discretion!
welcome to the menagerie:
groceries tucked neatly away,
pantries full of processed foods
we consume to bloat each day!
welcome to the menagerie:
look at our expensive cars!
watch them fly at the speed of business
to the parking lots of bars!
welcome to the menagerie:
look at the children locked away in schools,
better to learn them the American Way,
that they may never grow-up to be fools!
welcome to the menagerie:
can't you see how happy we are?
can't you see how brightly we smile?
do we strike you as bizarr?
welcome to the menagerie:
we have brokerage accounts and stock options too!
don't mind the hours you sell out your soul,
they were never that valuable to you!
welcome to the menagerie:
look at the wonderful cages we've made,
for all the animals clocking nine to fives,
for every comfortable, working-class slave!
welcome to the menagerie:
you'll be here all your life,
we'll let you have a comfortable existence,
you may even find a wife!
welcome to the menagerie:
bring us your children, we'll raise them up!
we need more cogs for our menagerie machine,
because enough is never enough!
welcome to the menagerie:
enjoy our endless entertainment,
and toe this line that we've engraved
into the harsh and hateful pavement!
don't you love the menagerie?:
your happily cozy enslavement!
My first encounter with the
My first encounter with the concept of menagerie was as a young schoolchild watching reruns of old black and white movies, this one with the title The Glass Menagerie (1950) and your poem corresponds quite neatly with its emotive qualities and the feel of it encapsules the enslavement that solidly ends the poem.
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Bravo seriously a grand and
Bravo seriously a grand and grand-again work of many detailed feels
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Work in progress
Thank you, Pungus! It's still in editing right now, but I'm glad that you've enjoyed it!
"Paper is patient." - Anne Frank