At once you instruct.
You also engage.
With words you construct.
At each turn of the page.
In a free market you will
See more dividends come
Your way to pay the bill.
You may still make more than some.
With private means,
You’ll have the chance to stand up
To teach from toddlers to teens
And allow hundreds to overflow in the cup.
No more pre-K to twelve
Would be public next.
In the world of money you will delve.
Capitalism will be your main text.
Without the crutch
Of tax-payer cash
You will be able to have such
A great and heavy dollar stash.
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Chanda sent home money every two weeks. In a small village in India, she deposited money into the bank account of her Aunt and Uncle who sent her to live in America. The place seemed so remote, almost cut off from the rest of the country. There, a festival took place where participants hurled cow eliminations at each other. The muddy, mucky sense of it had been known for centuries. Locals tied it to an ancient god who they believed restored people’s health with the cow plops. During the festival, thick patties hurled through the air and smushed into the bodies and faces of those rollicking around in the filth.
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