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Tribute to Progressive Politicians

Preening, posing, mouths always in motion jabbing your fingers high in the air Shouting and yelling, and screaming an ocean of high-intensity rubbish and verbal warfare O, progressive politicians, you make my day you never let fiscal reality get in your way You cut dashing figures in your pin-striped suits ~ as your 'tax-base' you fleece and you loot

Copyright © | Year Posted 2023




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Date: 11/11/2023 8:23:00 AM
They know not what they speak or they would surely shut it…oh well…
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Date: 11/10/2023 5:22:00 AM
A perfect tribute to that gang of windbags. A political fave, indeed!
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Date: 11/9/2023 2:43:00 PM
well said, Gershon! You've certainly captured the essence of progressive politicians and perhaps of most progressives...the shouting, the yelling, the looting, the verbal warfare. They surely must be miserable souls. I digress. Loved the rhyme scheme, too. enjoy your evening, Sara
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Date: 11/9/2023 11:11:00 AM
well that's "progress" for ya....
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