Tuesday, August 4, 2020

poem: Morons All

Morons All

the parrot on my shoulder 
at the desperate sucker's ball
repeats the things some genius says
with no critique at all
only saying platitudes
best loved at the sucker's ball
the chorus sings this favorite
about our leader's gall
to say things incomprehensible
to guests at this moron's ball



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