CLOWN DAYS

Thu, 03/16/2017 - 12:00 -- pkfargo


DEJA VU, IT’S 1972  GRASSROOTS MEETING
LIERS, DENIERS, CRYERS - 
REPUBS CHEATING, THEIR CONSTITUENTS BLEATING 
LIKE SHEEP WHO CAN’T THINK
WOULD RATHER DRINK
GO ALONG TO GET ALONG
SAME OLD SONG SONG
WHAT THE FUCK ?  IS THIS ALL BAD LUCK  ?
TWENTY SEVENTEEN 
EVEN ENGLAND’S QUEEN CAN’T BELIEVE WHAT SHE’S SEEN
AMERICA’S CLOWN HAS THE USA CROWN
THE EMPEROR HAS NO CLOTHES
HE ENJOYS THE HO’S
WHAT THE FUCK ?  IS THIS ALL BAD LUCK ?

This poem is about: 
My country

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