The Fly
Smack into the VP debate,
When answers were starting to grate,
A fly landed square
Onto Pence’s white hair;
A distraction it thus did create.
The audience watching, remote,
Who’d be very soon casting a vote,
Were all fixed on the fly
But Mike had no clue why
There was something of which to take note.
There were jokes and cartoons that implied
RBG was the one who supplied
That big fly to alight
To the Dems’ great delight
Though, of course, that would like be denied.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2020
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