"dissimilate" poems
Pity the petty Democrats
As they pit themselves against adults
They fractionate and dissimilate
And blame others for the results.
They blow almost all elections
And sleep through their terms.
Their programs for the country
Are anything else but firm.
Pity the pitiful Democrats,
They defeat their own favorite causes.
For Republicans running for office
It’s like the Dems are Santa Clauses.
They blow almost all elections
And sleep through their terms.
Their programs for the country
Are anything else but firm.
Pity the pretty Democrats!
For all the best of reasons
I call them Dummocraps.
Their strengths are never in season.
They blow almost all elections
And sleep through their terms.
Their programs for the country
Are everything else but firm.
Aug 8, 2017
Aug 8, 2017 at 6:30 PM UTC
Like smoke I will rise
with the wind in my wings
too far away from the ground
too high to ever come down
dissimilate.
Oct 10, 2016
Oct 10, 2016 at 3:41 PM UTC