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May 2019
By: Cedric McClester

He’s such a slime
For reporting in real time
The nature of his crime
During his down time
And there’s no disputing
His wink and nod to Putin
Like his very own Rasputin
Was free of any gluten

He’s such a slime
That I wish I had a dime
For each, and every time
That he’s crossed the line
In my mind, he’s a traitor
A toothsome alligator
Our very own Darth Vader
But more on that later

He’s such a slime
Who’s far from benign
A poisonous enzyme
That isn’t in his prime
Right out in the open
You can find him groping
For new ways of stroking
Putin as a token

He’s such a slime
Without reason or rhyme
His ignorance sublime
The perfect paradigm
Of what not to do
Especially in my view
Even if on que
Or out of the blue















Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2019.  All rights reserved.
Written by
Cedric McClester  New York, New York
(New York, New York)   
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