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Jul 2020
Words by: Cedric McClester

“We can’t let science,
Get in the way of
Opening schools,”
Said the Kayleigh McEnany
To nitwits and fools
As she puffs nervously
On a pack of Kools
While openingly breaking all the rules

See she can afford to
Talk that wild
Cuz she doesn’t have
Chick nor child
And we know full well
Covid’s not out of style
Though she might live in
The Isle of Denial

She’s a good servant
Serving her master well
As far as he’s concerned
We can all go to hell
But she’s hypnotized
And is under his spell
So she responds
When he rings her bell

Our children shouldn’t be
Pawns in his game
When we know full well
Everything’s not the same
He knows it too
But what he hopes to gain
Is to be reelected
Despite all the pain







Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2020.  All rights reserved.
Written by
Cedric McClester  New York, New York
(New York, New York)   
133
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