Sense Sonnet - Acher

No Tit

A milk cow with millions of tits
Is how Social Security
Was once described, and it still fits.
In the future too soon to be,
In two thousand (insert the year)
Those monthly checks 'twill sure run out.
The old folks will know their worst fear,
That for decades was talked about.
Too many hungry mouths to feed.
The milk money no longer there.
The U.S. dollar dead indeed.
All there is to suck is thin air.

Social Security - bye, bye.
Uncle Sam has been done milked dry.