Musk and Hunter
…Musk…
There once lived a hero named Musk.
Who found lies in Twitter’s big husk.
Truths were perverted,
Lies, huge, diverted!
Our leader goes to bed at dusk?
…Hunter…
Hunter has cash, babes, and hash.
A noble man, sure, with a bad rash.
But why should he care?
We pay all his air fare!
Fool, twirls in an Iranian sash!
12/8/2022
Entry for Anthony Biaanco’s
Musk Poetry Contest.
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2022
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