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Apolitical Donuts


Friends,
Every day that passes, I have a harder time empathizing with politicians. Their petty positions and narrow views feel like a half-hearted attempt at dark comedy gone wrong. It is for this reason I’ve decided to compose this poem for your consideration.
I call it Dialectic Exploratory Missive of Senseless Verses Groaning Over Politics (DEMSvGOP)

If fear and hatred seize the day
and common sense is neither,
you have two sides that must collide,
with selfish mindless riders

Why did the Britons vote to leave
red tape and immigration,
they think a Brexit might just fix it
where’s Churchill’s fabled nation?

But wait, look closer, here at home
the presidential pageant
some voting ‘neigh’ while others bray
dystopian fates imagined

Don Trump will trumpet like an oaf
and Hillary’s hilarious
third party dear, might you appear?
elections are precarious

Yet rain brings rainbows, this is true
dark clouds have silver linings.
So, don’t be nervous for this circus,
and please, don’t turn to whining

For donuts have arrived today
a dozen sweet temptations:
there’s cake and glazed, you’ll be amazed…
a politics vacation

Happy Friday!

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