Trump a Bunch of Bunk Horn Haiku

My Many  Horn Haiku

when both knees would knock
would break my new precious clock
they crowed thrice each cock

each situation
mind needed explanation
remove word plantation

we were anemic
when they had a pandemic
would be systemic

with sugar coating
when we talked about voting
books to school touting

was a bunch of bunk
trump had been found in truck
all his actions stunk

had heard that each fort
and base needed support
as well as sea port

while riding trigger
image bigger and bigger
travelled with vigor

we are those who care
a mask must be sure to wear
have many to spare

saw Hickman crossing
library away tossing
they may be raising
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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