No Political Solution

 No Political Solution

They burned St. Nick's bones,
proving that coexistence
is impossible. 

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Let Them Read

Let Them Read

I have written words
others hate because they are mine.
I write nonetheless. 

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Midterm Lessons

Midterm Lessons

Will the lesson we delivered be learned?
Will they see the results and change their ways?
See our anger caused many seats to turn?
It seems not, for common sense holds no sway
over hearts and minds of the conceited.
They ignored the warnings from their own base,
causing them to be soundly defeated.
Yet they stood there with surprise on their face,
even now, they act as if the left won
through their platform, not out of our own spite,
and now lament over what they have done,
and bemoan maybe it was too far right?
If they refuse to embrace our new dawn,
The Party will fall while their base moves on.
 
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Toss

Toss 

Take it off the shelf, 
Throw it in the donate box
You just don't need it. 

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Cabin

Cabin

A glass of whiskey

And a slow burning cigar

In the dark of night

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Papers

Papers

Shuffle a mountain,

Getting lost within the reams,

Sanity and all.

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Idea

Idea

A thought has struck me,
My mind turns to twenty eight,
I might try again.  

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