Freddie Robinson Jr. Poet Ballad

Up In Arms

Another wave of voter vexation
is swamping the shutdown nation

To the left, 
the windpipes are hissing
To the right,
the windbags are dissing

And all of the kitchen cabinet aprons
got their middle fingers
pointing up     deaf adder listening    

Their thumbs down
is the ballot death blow sign:
Telling the weathervane citizens,
the rainy day 
slush fund money is missing

The proletariat are up in arms,
so voter vexed   ...   they’re getting no paychecks

When the last mint cookie crumble,
the murmurers 
are gonna misty-eye mumble

The viper sound bytes
are cobra kissing — 
Blowing inherit-the-wind 
lipstick jinn wishes

Getaway stage right poll exit
says last count call:
the vault money is missing

The proletariat are up in arms,
so voter vexed   ...   they’re getting no paychecks

To the right, 
the windpipes are bursting
To the left,
the windbags are cursing

And all of the kitchen cabinet aprons
got their middle fingers
pointing up     to the empty cookie jar

As the latest patriotic wave of voter vexation
is giving wet back hex to a grumbling nation

And the whether vain citizens don’t know which way to turn

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M. L. Kiser January 18, 2019 at 8:57 AM An excellent and honest ballad; you are so right.

Caren Krutsinger January 17, 2019 at 10:06 PM I had no idea what to do with this one as I grinned and laughed and snorted, so I had to FAV it, Freddie. There were too many favorite parts for me to copy - they would not have fit.