venal man
his misconceptions
make the problems worse
full of his beliefs
guffawing
stuffing corpses in a hearse
dons his flight suit
sneers at cameras
apes across the palace floor
waves a flag and garbles words
he kan't remember anymore
stomps off in a tizzy
poomf
shut inside the milhouse door
dropping papers off the tables
shrieking loudly
This Is WAR
The KING I AM The King
You Must Agree
MISSION ACCOMPLISHED
this transparent
blue blood turdball stinks from end to end
draft dodger
heart misshapen
wracked by fear
he drags the nation into waste and ruin
always on his witchhunts
buttonholing private fleets of bootlicker lackeys
scowling from the basement of a bunker
mussolini like
All You People LISTEN UP
Give Support To ME
My Word IS The Rule Of Law
This Is My God Given RIGHT
© 1998-2006 KC wilder
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