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Best Poems Written by Lora Como

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Hunter Biden

From his mother’s womb
One February afternoon
and straight to the Situation Room
Hunter Biden, we presume.
His father, with his thoughtless clauses and pauses,
Captured the most prestigious of offices.
And angry was the Republican caucus.
The Donald, he got jaundiced.
And vowed revenge on those Commie leftists.

So he rang Roger Stone
On the secret Bat Phone
I need you Dirty Trickster 
For I alone am the true victor.
Be at Trump Tower, one hour.
Bring Nydia for Cuban firepower. 
Stone rubbed his cock so mammoth
Grabbed his chalk stripe jacket
And went to save the planet.

Then magically, Sean Hannity
Had the audacity 
To reveal our tragedy
(Reader, it’s tawdry)
The hero of our story
Had been groomed 
On a silver crack spoon.

Alas!
Hunter made history
Because it was no mystery
Whose crackpipe it was
atop the White House
Christmas tree.

And who has the balls
To roam the West Wing halls
And drop a bag of blow
On that bust of Ol’ Frank Delano?
It wasn't his brother Beau.

Such is your brilliance 
And your inheritance 
The executive residence 
Imagine!
The wonders you could do
From that trap house
on Pennsylvania Avenue
Maybe even replace Congress
with a petting zoo!

You get high
in polite society
No need for an apology
It's just pharmacology 

In Hunter, we trust 
the future off democracy
His cabinet? A veritably talent agency
Vice president Jay Z
Willie Nelson in charge
of drug policy;
Keith Richards
head of social security
(for all eternity)
Charlie Sheen secretary
of the Treasury
and Lindsey Lohan
your expert
on foreign policy.
Maybe, destroy
North Korea
in a bout of paranoia

But please keep
your stem in your pocket
don't let it fall on the carpet
During the State of the Union
Try not to piss on
the constitution.

Crackheads everywhere
take some pride
In our man on the inside
He’s from our tribe
sure he'll take a bribe
his brain is totally fried.

From one crackhead to another,
We love you Hunter!

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STUCK

STUCK
A poem for crackheads

                                                                DAY BREAKS
SUNBEAMS SLITHER
         THROUGH THE   DRAPES.
 					         FIVE DAYS NOW
         I’VE BEEN AWAKE.
     SOMETHING TELLS ME
         IT’S TIME
     TO MAKE MY ESCAPE.

                                                                BUT I’M STUCK
      STUCK IN THE MUCK .
          I CAME TO THE GHETTO
          JUST FOR A BUCK,
  					          BUT THEN, 
         THE LIGHTNING
          SWIFT LIKE, 
          IT STRUCK.
         AND I’M HIGH AS 

 					       I USED TO DREAM
       OF MY NAME 
                  UP ON A MARQUIS
                  HIGH ABOVE THE ELECTRIC CITY.
                                                              BUT NOW LOOK AT ME
  I JUST SPENT THE RENT
                                                   ON A COCAINE SPREE
                                                              IN THE APARTMENT
       BUILDING THREE

       TOO SCARED
 					       TO FIND THE STAIRS
        I THINK FIVE-0
        IS AT THE DOOR
        EVERYBODY
                                                              HIT THE FLOOR
                                                              HOLY 
                                                             THERE’S MY CHORE
WHO’S READY TO GET 
                                                             SOME MORE?

\					       I’M STUCK
                                                             UP TO MY EARS 
  IN THIS GHETTO MUCK
     I JUST CAME FOR A BUCK,
      NOW I CAN’T MOVE
      BECAUSE I’M HIGH
      HIGH AS .

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Rachel Marchand

When the devil comes
For you
He will be in disguise
To take you by surprise
And free you from
God’s defenses
Trick the trust
You have in your senses
The devil he cheats
Wins your trust by deceit

Rachel Marchand
I need you to understand
When i come for revenge
The only question you need comprehend
Is whether I will give to you
What you did not give to me

The opportunity to fight back

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Swim Lessons

When you are washed away by the tides of life,
Swallowed whole by the anonymity of the sea,
Forgotten about, 
-as meaningless as codfish-, 
-Battered and bloodied by the ruthless ocean
Remember;
I will be waiting 
when you wash ashore.

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The Devil's Bouquet

I see demons 
I see ghosts 
Staring at me from the bedposts 
Gargoyles of grotesquery 
Statues of misanthropy 
The Prince of darkness has come for me

There's evil in this room 
I can smell the sulfur in his perfume 
A fiendish foray into Axe body spray 
Wedded with used ashtray 
Trade name The Devil's Bouquet 

Why me why me ?
why today?
Because poets die tragically?
Remember Shelley drowned at sea
Where's your humanity?

In the voice of a late night disc jockey 
A silky deadpan delivery
"I lost it the day the world began.
You may have heard not my game plan.
God made Adam and Eve
I made beggars and thieves.
See Milton Book Ten
Are you not well read?

The blood immediately drained from my head.
Beg pardon what was that you said?
I'll have you know I'm quite literate 
I have a ing doctorate!