Into Tizzy Were Thrown

Into a tizzy we were thrown,
And we want to be left alone;
An interlude,
In solitude;
Avoid Trump on his throne. 

Jim Horn
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Dietrich Avatar
December 31, 2018 at 10:50 AM
the last word is spelled throne, Jim! Happy New Year to you
Horn Avatar
December 31, 2018 at 2:39 PM
Thanks. Straightened it out. Has been known to have a head sharp as a bone. Perfect place for his small brain.
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