an unfound poem
TRANSPARENT PERFECTION/ T AND Z PRESIDENTS (an unfound poem)
You did terrific, boy, terrific.
(Yes, I used your skills).
You exceeded presidential regress.
(Yes, I used your knowledge).
You want to drain your swamp.
(Yes, I am glad you failed to fill it in).
Don't trust nasty woman Merkel, boy, or nasty man Macron;
buy Javelins from us. And mission possible playlists.
(Yes, I am willing perhaps, willing perhaps to sign, seal, and signify ).
And do me a favor, boy. Instigate Biden and son.
I really mean post-vegetate the Bullstrike
and bitch-brewed faux-news. and unholy ghosts. They re-danger me. Do me a favor.
(Yes, you think me an incompetent performer?)
I'll send Rudy to sniff you out, boy, and send no aid
if you don't dark-damn the witches well.
(Yes, did you think I have no morals, no integrity? Do you think?)
I have glad water for your stay at Tower T, boy.
(Yes, I'll take your plane which is better than mine
because I have a better mind).
This has been perfect for 7/25/19, boy.
(Yes, the perfect incredibility of a you-trained-me dog).
Jerry W. Ward, Jr. September 25, 2019
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