I am recruit from Job Fair next to hamburger parlor
they engage me in tug of war contest first w/ large dog
then w/ team of shot-putter then w/ Volkswagen Beetle—
Beetle is very tough—I let go from rope & he drive car
into tower that say “Family Bail Bond: Bail Bond For
When Whole Family Go To Jail At Same Arrest” but
he is all right—man in Beetle—he become Under Boss
I have two boss in same office: Under Boss & Over Boss
Under Boss tell me when flag to be half-mast & Over Boss
when to raise flag full—one day they fight a big fight about
television game where athlete make idiot-type mistake
Under Boss fall on top of Over Boss & knock out his wind
I love your country I am not from your country, my arm
grow strong as Rust Ox from constant tug of life & death!
[NaPoWriMo Sonnet #26. Too, see: American History 101.]
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