Poetry from Pat Doyne

ANOTHER TRUMP GRIEVANCE

                  In Springfield, they’re eating the dogs!

                        These immigrants truly are hogs—

                        they’re eating our pets!

                        Pose scandalous threats!

                        It’s true! It’s on teen-agers’ blogs.

                       

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  1. Now I sit here and start to wonder: Is Trump for you or for me? Did cannibals really come out of their attic to stoke the fire at fast food? Trump needed seven loaves of bread, oil in the pan, to say this nonsense that comes from a mad goat with the mind of a serial killer.

    Yrs.

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