tintinnabulations
and contraindications
of Asbestos poisonings
from the ivy on the wall
Thunder on April Fools
Current runners running Affairs
Who's the fairest of them all?
Look in the mirror of Spice girl hall
You can't catch me I'm the gingerbread man
Pan headed Pan of chocolate mousse Dan
Roll up your sleeves give it some elbow grease
More thrifty Forbes and Fergie, the dead beat lay loose
Blasted by royal trumpets
Tearing out strawberries from last year's crop
fissiparity irregularity
And uncertain congeniality
Especially Asparagus conspiratorial
Of the Auspicious moon
And she's a Sarah Palin of the moment
Can tell you all about the politics
Of the liberal agenda and its moves
Against the Maga movement
But for all her talk she's never done a blind thing
About it, so is really just as culpable
As the rest of us for our doom
Yet if you see the starfish she will lose an arm or two
But continue to grow
In ever spreading fingers through the rock pool
And other's just eat their mothers and brothers
But we've moved on from that all
Haven't we?
Or are we still struggling out of the sea?
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