You Can’t Open Your Bakery

You Can’t Open Your Bakery

You can’t open your bakery

Until a person happens by

To raise his strange inquiry 

In order pressure to apply.

He comes to you to decorate

His wedding cake a P.C. way

And if you won’t participate

(Refusing to affirm he’s gay)

He’ll rely on the government

To make you pay the penalty,

So punished to the full extent

You have to shut your bakery;

Because he has a Law to cite:

If you refuse his cake to trim

He’ll reinforce “his civil right”

If  you won’t satisfy his whim.

(It used to be a person made

A way by the sweat of his brow

But swindlers are in the trade

Of swindling us all somehow)

So, anyone can come around

And make a business cater to

Whatever silliness he’s bound

To implicate your work in too.

You gotta bake a wedding cake

(A pair of same-sex gays atop)

But if you would refuse to bake

A cake they take away the shop,

By piling fines on punishments

And suits accusing you of hate

With all their legal arguments

Because you won’t participate.