Camouflage

Camouflage
© Ben Burton 12-01-2014

A leopard cannot change his spots
Nor would he if he could
They offer him some camouflage
When lurking in the wood

Van Winkle would not leave his cot
For roughly twenty years
But what a lesson we were taught
Be careful with those beers

A period is but a dot
Yet, such a potent thing
For if some reason it is dropped
The words start jumble-ing

Some authors will not change their plot
Though editors insist
How many classics were not wrought
Merely because of this?

In Ferguson the people fought
Set fires and looted, too
The facts did not deter their cause
Contrived police abuse

Obama does not care for cops
He went on the attack
Implying Darren Wilson shot
Merely to kill a black

Oh well, the liberals are naught
(With those last words, they fled)
My spotted leopard trick, they bought
Elsewise, they'd not have read

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