Cry of The Eunuchs

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

We've got a major problem

If you listen to the wind that's blowing
Out of D. C. today, it whispers distress,
 
 
"Where are the missing nuts we used to have?"
GOP now stands for Grim Ostrich Party
 
"You kids, get of my lawn!" is their motto
Young becomes old deep in their hearts
 
We know the answer to the age-old question.
If all your friends jumped off the bridge, would you?"
 
Without question, they support the treason
Of the man who they now call Daddy,
 
Who's gloating like The Big Giant Head,
All because of a preordained not-guilty 
 
Telegraphed like his clumsy acts coming;
Dripping with obvious screw you contempt
 
Society screams nightmare in an empty house
Outrage drown out by the cry of the eunuchs


Submitted: February 14, 2021

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hullabaloo22

Well said, Mike.

Sun, February 14th, 2021 6:59pm

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Thank you, Hull

Sun, February 14th, 2021 11:07am

Penny Scribe

The GOP has become Trump's Rump party. I know that I wouldn't want to be in that position if it were the last place on earth.

Thu, February 18th, 2021 7:18pm

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I couldn't agree more thanks, Penny

Thu, February 18th, 2021 12:04pm

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