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She was an argonaut
that paper nautilus discreet
where an edict for office
still home for a style
if their buzz did set a trend
that syndicated grams  
and lingered with a spruce Cabernet
while it torched their foray  
that whirred travel to the dale
of Welsh Mount Snowdon  
where I sought Kopechne
if squires didn't vaunt missions
with these measured students
and were really left behind!
a resume from chappaquiddick
Kagey Sage Jan 2018
I wore a Bush/Cheney '04 shirt
from a thrift store
to an upper level history class
on election day 2012
Professor and classmates stared
scared to talk to me

I never explained
that in 2004
I was the only Democrat
on my hick town bus

And now look who's in office?
No one even dares
wear that red hat in jest
For the right co-opted irony
as their latest prize

'merica:
Either your genuinely
hyper patriotic to absurdity
or you're an enemy
Poetic T Aug 2017
I'm travelling 60mph and then
you pass me like you think you
got warp speed under your hood,
Nervous drivers now moving over.

Going no where fast, chilling on
the road, then I hit the island,
and see you kissing the bushes
car looks not so good..

Karma slapped you good,
thinking you got road skills,
but your just trimming bushes,
I wave smiling, driving on my way.
As a lemon is laurel and a grove near a bay only
that lies trees with the cherry blossom seeds
in these seasons of bliss where splendor was wind
and resplendency now accord with the crabgrass
while lust sublime in these orchards of time.
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