How My Cat Got to Vote
How My Cat Got To Vote
@FICTION WITH A MESSAGE@
I dressed up my cat, making her look, lovely and fat.
A long, blond, sexy wig and a big furry, leopard hat.
On a huge pillow in an expensive, wheel chair,she sat.
We went to where questions were not asked so we both
Clandestinely,went, with no integrity to vote!
That bright day, where there would be no Faux Pas.
I didn't care if we were breaking American voting law!
Come now, I loathe police, law and order! Peeuuw!
Grow up, let's fool them,all the country, let it fall and
Open all those once, life saving borders!
Let us never work, get SSI checks, we Medicare Marauders!
I just rolled Kitty in, no were questions asked!
I had my dead Mom's ID, if a question came to task.
Easy as can be ~to cheat on voting in the land of the free.
Blaming all in the USA who had any money,more than me!
Whoopee, I jumped with boundless, inner cheer,
How very proud~worldwide anarchists are here.
I gave Kitty fresh salmon, that very special night.
I was so proud of breaking voting rules, that very night.
V is for victory! Or, so I heard it said.
"Honesty and integrity are nothing” I proclaimed!
But something so terribly American in me, had me blush,beet red!
I lost my soul and integrity, for less liberty??
And I sold out to Communist mush,how they love me!
CELEBRATE A LOVING THANKSGIVING
HUGS
PANGIE
11/26/2024
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Panagiota Romios
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