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CARTOON CANDIDATE

She called me on the telephone yesterday,
Just to say she missed the sound of my cough.
She asked me to come over and watch her play.

She tells herself there ain't that much she needs.
She tries to think that she is helping me.
But I don't believe it,
She ain't fooling me.

Walking down a busy street Saturday,
Where cellphone ferrets overpay for gospel brunch.
A lard-ass lit a cigarette yesterday,
And pledged his funds to a cartoon candidate.

Who swore reform while the fat man gained more weight.
But his pockets are empty,
He can't pay the freight.

 

C & P Copyright Chris Giunta 2023

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