You are the President

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JUDO
JUDO
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You are the President of bias.
You are the President of mediocrity.
You are the President of lies.
You are the President of chaos.
You are the President of oppression
You are the President of insincerity.
You are the President of loss.
You are the President of alienation.
You are the President of defeat.
You are the President of backsliding.
You are the President of depression.
You are the President of innuendo.
You are the President of frustration.
You are the President of bigotry.
You are the President of bankruptcy.
You are the President of Fascism.
You are the President of war.
You are the Presdient of death.
You are the President of my country...

But you are not my President.


JUDO
JUDO
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AnonymousAnonymousover 19 years ago
I totally agree!

The differance between being blue or being red is they have a "Young Republican Party" and we have a "Young ... ?" Damn, don't we have a "Young Democratic Party?"

Maybe we need one.

AnonymousAnonymousover 19 years ago
oh well

the idiot isnt MY president either, congrats on being brave enough to post this, I gave you a 5 and yes I voted

ReltneReltneover 19 years ago
List

It is a shame that when such a fine poet returns, she returns not with a sonnet, but with a whimpering list of rants, not even a "list poem", just a list. Much more is expected from such an accomplished poet.

Come now Judo, take back your sour grapes and return with a whine of vintage that is worthy of the vintner and the toil of all the workers among the vines. Give us something that will leave a taste that we will remember.

WickedEveWickedEveover 19 years ago
judo

your poem is mentioned on the new poems review thread.

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