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The horrid state of our nation prior to midterms - a rhyming poem. |
| Folks not wealthy, cognizance - The future of our nation’s growing - Never seen such relevance. Just a leader’s kind bestowing… Caught up in the power seeking, Democrats providing shame - Now, our nation gory, reeking… No, it’s not a numbers game… Such a failed administration, Climate changes, banned abortions; Mostly, not much consternation, Voicing these irate distortions! Monetary, fiscal policy, Rates and printed currency; Nothing but their freakin’ fancy - Mess-ups, lack of urgency. Legal cases rarely function, Vowing more calamities; Bail reform, an insane junction Toward bereft societies - Goofy unemployment numbers - Oil supply, so sure, digresses; Needles, tents for beggars’ slumbers, Muggings, beatdowns, store distresses! |