The Daily Dread

Yesterday

Occupied city
Don't trip the light fantastic
Just duck and cover

trip over my own
words only to land flat on 
the page once again



Once we had a chance
But the entitled want it back
So back to serfdom we go
They now have rowboats
To fight their arbitrage wars



the deathly pall of
crimson chill spreads over once
free and happy folks



A chill in the air
A nip in the bud of life
A change's a comin'



Spicy absolutism 
A bad case of blazer raid throat


Two little boys scream
Menaced by a bumble bee
Under Gary's porch

Eventually
Gary's mom comes out to see
Shooed away the bee

Shakes her head at us
With great disdain for the boys
Such little babies

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