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Double Down -A Rondel for Donald Trump

A Rondel for Donald Trump When those Fake News polls keep coming 'round And their predictions drag you down, Just face the music like a Man And deny it all, the best you can As you try to hide that deepening frown. There is, alas, an ever-growing sound The quiet voice that ever gains more ground That makes you grasp at each more desperate plan To salvage your sinking ship. But there is no helpful, salvaging sound Within the silence all around, To save you from the darkness closing in To spare the wages of your sin, To stay the darkness that abounds Through which you cannot hope to slip.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020




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