President Trump and Chairman Xicada
After the riot-
With Chairman Wuhan swirling around his head.
President Trump, with a Bible in hand,
strolled from the embattled white house
toward a smoldering church.
Quoted some apocalyptic verse.
Then cussed out the press...
For the first time in seventeen years
The cicadas were snickering
They were not in the least bit impressed.
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