Hush Your Mouth
Oh, please, please, be still!
You do nothing but Americans ill!
Constantly, bragging your butt off,
How this country, with you in the lead,
The ostentatious, major show-off.
You, being Mr. Crackdown?
Don’t make me howl!
With babies, police and the innocent.
Having bullets is their jowls.
Our streets never have had so many dead.
Running crimson,and you, with an empty head.
It is time for you to please leave!
If you don’t know your wife’s name,
For heaven’s sake, write it on your sleeve!
Mr Putin and the evil Mr.Chi.
Have plans to do all the world in.
Leave now, all the atrocities,we see are a sin.
4-6-2022
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2022
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