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Aug 2018
By: Cedric McClester

Pardon me
If I may be so bold,
But doesn’t it feel
Like we’re being rolled?
How many times
Must we be told
NO COLLUSION!
Before it gets old

Almost every
Single day
That tired phrase
We hear him say
He turns it on
And lets it play
Must we give in
And say okay?

As Shakespeare said,
And such
I think that he
Protests too much
To convince his base
Cuz they’re out of touch
NO COLLUSION!
Serves as his crutch

And when
He’s challenged,
It’s fake news
Or another label
He may choose
In a vain effort
To defuse
Anything that give him the blues






Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2018.  All rights reseved.
Written by
Cedric McClester  New York, New York
(New York, New York)   
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