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By: Cedric McClester Braille for the chief Who’s hard to debrief And despite our grief Won’t turn a new leaf At our expense He remains intense Hard to convince Even with the evidence Braille for the chief Who to our disbelief Creates beef Like an aperitif Loves all things Russian For the sake of discussion To the point of gushing Without repercussion Braille for the chief The election thief With little to bequeath Once they lay the wreath We’re all aware There’s no substance there He doesn’t even care About our despair Braille for the chief There’s nothing underneath His clenched teeth But an empty sheath Despite the way it sounds Like the Baskerville Hounds His ego knows no bounds Or has no turnarounds Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2017.  All rights reserved.
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Jan 16, 2017
Jan 16, 2017 at 10:49 AM UTC
BRAILLE FOR THE CHIEF
By: Cedric McClester Braille for the chief Who’s hard to debrief And despite our grief Won’t turn a new leaf At our expense He remains intense Hard to convince Even with the evidence Braille for the chief Who to our disbelief Creates beef Like an aperitif Loves all things Russian For the sake of discussion To the point of gushing Without repercussion Braille for the chief The election thief With little to bequeath Once they lay the wreath We’re all aware There’s no substance there He doesn’t even care About our despair Braille for the chief There’s nothing underneath His clenched teeth But an empty sheath Despite the way it sounds Like the Baskerville Hounds His ego knows no bounds Or has no turnarounds Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2017.  All rights reserved.
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Jan 16, 2017
Jan 16, 2017 at 10:49 AM UTC
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