Meet Out Partriot

standing horizontally
in national glory
wearing national flag
on a piece of wood
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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August 20, 2017 at 3:13 PM
Flag had reached right into the sky While we were all here high and dry; With bone spurs let my chances go by, And others took my turn so I won't die. On Trump really had been hard to rely; He constantly does looking for an alibi; Does seem no matter how hard we try, Into Trump's business we cannot pry. Jim Horn
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