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 Jul 2019 Sam Kauffmann
Bob B
They say in Washington, D.C.
That few are hated as much as he.
Of course, that all depends on whom you ask.
If you ask him, he contends
He's not there to make more friends.
Pushing his agenda is his task.

Yep, the man has found his niche--
The man known as Moscow Mitch.

His biggest friend in D.C. now
Is Donald Trump. Notice how
The two men are connected at the hip.
They will sacrifice--insane!--
Democracy for political gain
With their vile, disgusting partnership.

Yep, the man has found his niche--
The man known as Moscow Mitch.

He truly doesn't dignify
The Senate, where bills go to die.
He prefers to make up his own rules.
Obviously, Mitch's goal
Is only to maintain control
And stack the federal courts with far-right fools.

Yep, the man has found his niche--
The man known as Moscow Mitch.

We know that Russians interfered
In our elections, but what's weird
Is Mitch McConnell doesn't seem to care.
Since Russians helped Trump win before,
He could use their help once more.
Without their help he wouldn't have a prayer.

Yep, the man has found his niche--
The man known as Moscow Mitch.

Just look at his expressionless mug.
(People say he resembles a slug--
A slug with an empty, vapid frown.)
If people really knew what's good,
And if they cared at all they would
Find a candidate to bring him down.

Yep, the man who found his niche--
The man known as Moscow Mitch.

-by Bob B (7-27-19)
 Nov 2018 Sam Kauffmann
T
You liked my picture

I like yours back

You sent me a message

And that was that.

I fell so hard

I thought you did too

But you were entertaining her

Whilst I was only for you.
 Oct 2018 Sam Kauffmann
JAC
Seeing you
makes me
miss you
more.
A cyclical poem, one of my all-time favourites.
 Feb 2018 Sam Kauffmann
Georgia
You
 Feb 2018 Sam Kauffmann
Georgia
You
It's just I can't actually breathe without wanting you
I want you
I want to text and call and hang out and do nothing, I wanna just sit there and listen to you play guitar and sing quietly.
Just to hear your laugh,
Or call you a gimp for a meme that you seen like seven weeks ago which your sure made you loose your ****,
But I can't.
Because I know that you're not like that...
And it's just me in this now...
But hey I have photos and you can say you were my first so congrats you've earned ***** of the year without even knowing it...
without even knowing it
 Jan 2018 Sam Kauffmann
chiasa
You found me
I was whole
But still amiss
Happy
With all the 'yets'
Here you are
Filling me up
I was full
And so are you
We overflow.
My cheeks
Have never recovered
From all the bliss,
When you said
You found me.
Got a new room.
 Dec 2017 Sam Kauffmann
chiasa
When you have
Too many sadness
And you are
Just torn
Torn and beaten
In choosing
Which one
Of them all
Should you offer
Your tears first.

Looking
Staring at nothingness
For a long time
Gripping
Grasping for a breath
Not knowing
Where to get
That glowing
Passionate fire
Again.

The nights
Feel long
The days
Are warm
Yet the heart
Agitated, restless
And hopeless
Loneliness, grief
Eaten
Crumbles, stricken.
There are days of utter loneliness.
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