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Jun 2020
By: Cedric McClester

He’s got me at the point
Of rediscovering,
Did the Lone Ranger wear a mask,
Or a face covering?
This mystery has become
So very puzzling
We can’t ask Dr. Birks
Who he’s been muzzling

The Covid Task Force
Is a rarity
Those cast of characters
We rarely get to see
They’re being advised
Just to let it be
The country has to open
Don’t cha see

Let  November’s election
Just begin
As they choose to
Throw caution to the wind
To their base
They haven’t been a friend
As they play a game
Of let’s pretend

The economy has
Taken a big hit
Which he refuses
To simply admit
It’s not coming back
Just by him showing grit
Now that the torch
Of the pandemic has been lit





Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2020.  All rights reserved.
Written by
Cedric McClester  New York, New York
(New York, New York)   
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