Sick Feeling Quite Moribund
Sick Feeling Quite Moribund
I think that is was about Eight PM
When wife and I were at the ATM
Prayed to our Lord and also Savior
Thanking Him for bank error in our favor.
This was way above what I could believe
Message said fortune we are about to receive
Man rode in on a horse named Jersey Beauty
It was Donald Trump coming to do his duty.
You are about to find yourself being full
Of what in the world was the biggest bull
Giving you sick feeling that was moribund
Stole my money and put in his campaign fund.
James Thesarious Hilarious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
Bolivia, NC
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2016
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