RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: AMERICAN DEMOCRACY
The Arraignment
Lord knows it took a while
The squeaky wheels of justice turn
The former leader goes to trial
The flames of payback burn
The man no one could ever touch
Who always skated ‘round the law
His confidence was way too much
His manners much too raw
But time runs out for everyone
The proudest and the best
The slumlord’s spoiled little son
Did not survive his latest test
He can’t believe what’s going down
How can this world be so unfair?
I’m the man who sold this town!
Sorry Donald, no one cares
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