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The Thing
In public, it shows dominance
it threatens and pretends
But later on in private calls
it grovels to make friends
It begs the leaders to make deals
they mock it everywhere
The butt of jokes, the world around
it thinks that it’s a player
Filled with all the foulest traits
a creature can contain
Greed and racist, bigotry
a narcissistic stain
And every place the Thing has been
its putrid stench remains
Lingering and poisoning
more gullible, weak brains
Betraying all our allies
and making them our foes
Damaging our friendships
in its dirty roadside shows
The GOP relinquished
all its power to the Thing
They trashed the Constitution
and replaced it with a king
Now the Democrats must fight
to knock it off its throne
For we’re the fruit from all the seeds
Democracy has sown
Copyright ©
Samia Ali Salama
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