Thursday, March 12, 2026

NO SOUP FOR YOU


He talks a lot, but all his talk is cheap.

And politics is just a game to play.

He isn’t known for being very deep…

But now we spend a billion a day.


Monies we could have spent on the homeless,

Monies taken from coffers that are dry,

Monies that we entrusted to congress

Have emptied our ammunition supply.


He stole them as he filmed his photo shoot

He did it after he drew closed the blinds…

‘Feed the homeless?’ He thought, ‘Isn’t that cute?’

‘Can they not feast on watermelon rinds?’


When it was out of mind, and out of sight

He acted in the middle of the night.


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