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My Hair Was Not There

About I was starting to become quite curious
Why do Americans take their politics so serious?
Could it be which way each politician will walk?
Or when they start gabbing and talk the talk.

After hearing all of them I often have to balk
Sound like Jack when he is in his bean stalk
I am tallest and greatest and wherever I go
I put on a pretty big act and a great show.

How should I show off knowing nothing at all?
Like a big wind in squall many I may appall
Solution is take credit cards and each creditor
Start running them through a paper shredder. 

Have you ever possibly felt like that before
Even heard people say why sure and shore
And about shore I am certain and sure was
Why going there is where everyone does.

Especially if never found any place to hide
And you have a big blizzard going on outside
Took all the beach sand down to last spoon
Flint used sand to filter water out in each saloon.

Now with much nuisance down path were led
All of the pipes are plumb fill of lovely lead
While in shower was washing my dazzling hair
When I reached up it was no longer there.

All of my hair down lead pipes had been lead.
Does that sound adequate and apropos to
describe the whole thing?

James Nefarious Hilarious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet

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