Impeach Biden
This writ shalt not make me loved!
But insanity, murder, lies and I do
not fit hand in glove.
This morning , abandoned soldiers' in
Kabul wives were raped.
Whilst you drink ale and swing on your
front gate!
Sick American children could not board a
plane nor their mothers.
Afghanis' sat comfortably in plush planes
chatting and chortling with each other.
What kind of animal did you put in office?
If you think you are safe here, your brain
exited it's orifice!
You will weep those oh, so humanitarian
hot tears.
But will feel better, after a pizza and a few beers.,
Win a few trophies, place high on lists?
Who cares if heads of soldiers' wives and their own,
severed, glow in the morning mist?
Who are we, anyway?
I do not know..,have never seen human
beings, like heartless, icicles sway!
Put Kamala Harris in his place!
Lying to Americans, demands he be removed
at once.
Kabul~ a total disgrace!
9-2-2021
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2021
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