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Oct 2018
By: Cedric McClester

Like some kind of
Neo King Tut
They believe in him
No matter what
And it’s that belief
That has us in a rut
It’s as startling
As a kick in the gut

Like a high note
From Mariah
He’s incendiary
And lights a fire
To the delight of some
Though he’s a liar
So to put it simply
A pusillanimous pariah

And even when
He’s being nice
Certain names
He likes to mention twice
He’s as comforting
As a case of lice
On the ***** hairs
Heidi Fleiss

Don’t look for him
To bring us together
Cuz it’s not happening
Until the 12th of never
Don’t cha know that
He’s not that clever
And he’s not up
To that endeavor






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