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Jan 2021
By: Cedric McClester

He sees himself
As a great big bruiser
When in truth and in fact
He’s the world’s greatest loser
We might look the other way
Were he a big ******
But he’s a teatoler
An alcohol refuser

He’s a big gambler
Who rolled the dice
Now he’ll go down in history
As impeached twice
In other words
He’s not looking nice
But he placed his own head
Inside of that vice

He encouraged
A mass insurrection
And pointed the crowd
In the Capitol’s direction
He’s an example
Of human imperfection
Or at the very least
Presidential dereliction

He very shortly
Will be off the scene
Away from the public
And off of the screen
He’s a prime example
Of what is obscene
And under no definition
Is that peachy keen










Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2021.  All rights reserved.
Written by
Cedric McClester  New York, New York
(New York, New York)   
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