Because we’re so, so smitten.
Just a little poem about Michigan…
Michigan, the mitten, we’re smitten with you.
You’ve got Great Lakes and four seasons too.
Of your nature, your beauty, we’re quick to approve,
But for a decent economy, we might have to move.
They’re trying to fix you, to “help” us all out,
They say you’ll get better, but some of us doubt.
Of your minimum wage, they want it to raise,
They say a new trail, this quick fix would blaze.
From seven forty to ten dollars flat,
We’ll eliminate poverty lickety… splat.
We’ll consequently raise the cost of living too,
A two-for-one deal we didn’t think through.
Some will get raises and blazes will brew,
Because others will think they deserve raises too.
And then some will lose jobs and mobs will be mad,
But employers won’t afford the employees they had.
And maybe, just maybe in part two of the plan,
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