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Melania
My mind is a mess.

Poems

Cedric McClester Jun 2018
Melania chose to share
That she really doesn’t care
As if we were unaware
And couldn’t tell by her icy stare
As a way of raising her voice
She made a poor fashion choice
So their base could clap and rejoice
At the children whose eyes were moist

Melania chose to share
She had ample time to prepare
See she didn’t have to go there
But decided to take to the air
Just so she could vex us
Or in order for her to perplex us
She flew down to Texas
In time for the children’s breakfast

Melania chose to share
That her thinking wasn’t all there
Though she usually has such a flare
For the clothes that she chooses to wear
In temperature of eighty-one degrees
She wore a jacket that went down to her knees
All this to shoot the breeze
There’s an expression, ‘****** please!”

Melania chose to share
But nobody shed a tear
Despite the bad atmosphere
That exists in their foster care
So why didn’t she just stay home
In full view of the Capitol dome
Or vacation somewhere in Rome
The answer will remain unknown



















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