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Author Archives: Billy The Poet
If you’d rather not read a long essay about the Trump/Russia quid pro quo, here is a poem. Continue reading
Some light verse / from the hearse / Of our democratic system.
If a train is leaving New York at 4:03 pm, carrying 100 pounds of Trump hair, and another train is leaving Chicago at exactly the same time, carrying all the grain in the pyramids, at what point do the American people wake up?
The men and women / Running for highest office / Warts, haiku, and all.
A septet of awfulness.
The field of hopefuls, and the rest of us hope less.
Stuff I read in the New York Times / In rhymes.
And now, your moment of Zen.