“poetry At İTs Most Desperate”
True, I’ve never wrote a political
poem; and I’m not sure that such a thing can
exist, and not upset standards typical
of the human race, let alone a man
like me who’s read Spenser and Pope and not
died of boredom in the process! It’s just
our great republic is about to rot,
poisoned (in plain sight) all by money lust!
“Billions, what are they? We deal only
in trillions! ” (Save us from government
math!) Believe us, we are not so lonely,
Congressmen, and you Mr. President,
that we’ll call for a second round of gags.
Get it straight! Or soon you’ll be wearing rags!