Matthew Harris Poet Free verse

Commander In Chief On His High Horse Haint Budge N

Commander In Chief On His High Horse Haint Budge'n

American democracy go'n
     to hell at light speed
breaking into a bajillion pieces
     tuffet in a handbasket
     sans, lame leader
     ship (of motley fools) doth reed
like art art of the deal
     gone to the straw dogs,

     warren like rabbits they breed
hoppy to curry bone
     a fide dirty deed
done dirt cheap selling out
     land of milk and honey creed
dough, now wracked with
     dissent hair re:
     puffed, faked, and dyed golden

     locks trademark heed
don his "make America
     great again" schtick exceed
ding the speed
of orneriness establishing
     mean mien,
     where uncouth freed

from being caged within
     the restraint of politesse,
     thus blithely flagrantly,
     and nonchalantly
     highjacking manners indeed
setting crude behavior
     as class act
     to emulate, cuz weed

dont got no need
tubby stately, neither true
     equality, fairness, generosity,
     most likely teed
trump to spout blatant lies,
     when first moment
     grabbed narcissistic greed

complacency could
     find himself anointing
     himself dictator lead
ding this country into behavioral sink,
     a through back to mead
evil knights of yore.

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