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Gentlemen Mrs President's (shhhhhhhhhhh)
Rise here she comes
O foolish men ye
you could elect him
not me
He can hardly butter
his toast
and
asks me
which side darling
what
a kiss
I mean today is a Tuesday
you like the kiss
on the left cheek
so told me the Priest
he enjoys it
Glad you have started
consulting him
Now sweety let's go to the Ganges
It's cold here in MISSISSIPPI
we can have a swim in the
GANGA THEY SAY Ji
They assure you a second term
God willing
Now Gentlemen
he is listening to me
who
The Prez silly
He will also during his next term
just pray
while we both are away
In our absence
in the country do stay
We will bring Holy water for all
who vote for my President
Okay yours.
So you may then have
my permission to say
idiots
The PREZ
Style / type:
Free verse
Review Request (Intensity):
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing stage:
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Comments
Eumolpus
Tue, 2019-04-09 22:31
A different kind of lady Macbeth
The poem exists in its own landscape and connections, (Mississippi and the Ganges) and within the abstract is a political cartoon. It's entertaining.
Wish you would use total punctuation, or don't use "!!!" Just capping THE PREZ does the trick.
Eumolpus
I'd rather learn from one bird how to sing
than teach ten thousand stars how not to dance
ee cummings
lovedly
Wed, 2019-04-10 09:57
MERCI
removed it
Thanked Lady Macbeth
as Shakes smiled
Eumol