On the Eve of the State of the Union

by Graham Everett

MONEY changing hands in the ol' cookie jar
laughs the court-appointed Mr. President
passing a piyaha-size bowl of yellow rice to one
of his comfortably-numb, ivy-league advisors

Ears as big as North Fork cabbages
listen to the smallest talk bantered like
a balloon at an orgy that's gone on
to the next level long enough — Gravy?

So I hear, Rummy, it's not so easy to react week
after week to life threatening attacks
on your not so well thought-out rush to war …
Blind obedience can be had: fix the economy!

Don't speak about anything else.
Zip it!        That's a good boy!

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