A Tale of Two Harbors
a scourge across the land of the free
darkness brooding in Mar-a-Lago
and brewing in Chesapeake Bay
fear surrounds the man who
would be our President again
a stench from the one in office 'til then
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2021
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