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Political Folly

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By M.g.MPublished 12 months ago 1 min read
The Wise Crows

Long time ago a tale was told
Upon a big wall a life would unfold
A giant he be with political backing
Yet to most of crowd a brain he was lacking

You see the tale starts like this
A fall from a wall was his true deaths kiss,
Many took heed of his cracked open crown.

Since that point many a wall came down.

Until one day yet another giant came to be,

And his political madness for all to see.

On his point of promises in a political punch,
Many had started to chat over lunch.

His promise a wall to block the unwanted,
Yet still the freedom fighters crossed undaunted.

Tunneling under to the land of the free
Is all the immigrants wanted to be.

Now here is the tale of yet untold fate,
And I'll agree that many will debate.

The first fallen from The wall be Humpty.

As the tale yet to unfold what will happen to dear old Trumpty?

Sat March 2nd,20..
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About the Creator

M.g.M

Writing is my creative tool to express emotional triggers and learn to adapt and excell my personal path of healing and linguistic wordsmithing. A lot of what I write does not always make it here. Most from now on will be here.

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  • Alex H Mittelman 12 months ago

    Love it! I hope he falls and hits his head hard! Then nothing can wake him, not even the loudest bard! He’s in a coma so deep, he can’t wake from his sleep. He never said anything bigoted again, not even a peep! Great work!

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