RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: PUTIN
A Killer Kills
The Wagner boss is dead now
And no one is surprised
When you cross the man in power
You know you have to die
A liar lies
A tiller tills
A wise man why’s
A killer kills
How many have to die?
In one man’s quest for power?
For none will ask him why
This is the killing hour
A painter paints
A miller mills
A fainter faints
A killer kills
He shot Prigozhin out of the sky
Like a duck on a frozen pond
Putin wears an expression wry
As he waves his killing wand
A sinner sins
Attorneys make wills
A winner wins
A killer kills
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