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Nov 2017
By: Cedric McClester

A president
Who does not heed
Sage advice
Wil make us bleed
And there’s no way
We can succeed
Once his ego
Had been freed

A president
Who eats his own
And resides inside
The Twilight Zone
Is different from
The ones we’ve known
‘Cos over time
He hasn’t grown

A president
Under duress
Who we all know
Lacks finesse
Will do some things
You wouldn’t guess
To extricate himself
Out of this mess

A president
Who lacks grace
And will lie
Right to your face
Is someone
Who will debase
That august office
In any case





Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2017.  All rights reserved.
Written by
Cedric McClester  New York, New York
(New York, New York)   
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