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Senator Corker popped his cork As he listened to Trump’s tweets Astonished at the childishness The President excretes. No one is watching over him And his infantile ways As the leader of our country Goes through his temper-tantrum phase. It was Melania’s turn But she’s been hiding at Trump Tower And Kelly Conway ran away Locked herself inside the shower. There are no “time out” corners Within the oval office For an orange-haired spoiled baby Who makes us really all quite nauseous. No one wants to deal with him He’s a nightmare on two feet So they just give him back his phone And from his booster seat he tweets. But Trump has lost his binkie That kept his mouth from speaking And the diapers only work To keep his bottom half from leaking. Dear lord our country’s gone to hell And the devil can’t stop laughing At the mess we’ve gotten into As the crap just keeps amassing. This poem was written after reading this news story today: https://www.washingtonpost.com/politics/trump-attacks-corker-who-responds-by-calling-the-white-house-adult-day-care/2017/10/08/3c6e36d6-ac44-11e7-9e58-e6288544af98_story.html?utm_term=.cfd54ddf7399
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Poetry by: AsherahAlthough she was selectively edited out of the Bible two thousand years ago, she raises her voice for women today in hopes of a better tomorrow, as she makes waves of change, one poem at a time. Archives
May 2020
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