Civics is the study of the back of someone's head
In a classroom where the teacher recites theories that are dead.
Three branches of the government we are supposed to know;
I have named them Larry, Curly, and, of course, there's Moe!
The presidential office is executive, that's plain.
Congress is the people, to prevent a tyrant's reign.
Judiciary officers administer the law.
Mostly they just fight each other to a surly draw.
Presidents blow smoke rings and are keen for photo ops,
And are followed by their many aides with brooms and dripping mops.
Your voice is heard in congress, if you have a lobbyist;
Otherwise you're treated like a leper with a cyst.
If you are arrested, your own cause you do not beg;
Your lawyer will seek justice –at a charge of arm and leg.
Of course you must support all this with taxes and your vote,
No matter how the government may sometimes get your goat.
I'm sorry to be cynical about the Civics class.
Despite its flaws America has got the greener grass.
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