The Laureate-Those Polls

Those Polls

They try to question everyone

but oft know when the wheel has spun,

they may have gleaned truth from a few,

but lying lips taint their mission.

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The Laureate-We Will Vote Again.

We Will Vote Again

Does Dark Money run the country,

and pols morph as their knights?

So many laws...so many flaws

that yield the rich delights!

We vote for those we trust...

fidelity’s  a must.

If others lead who foster greed,

your hue not Blue, nor Red, but rust.

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The Laureate-Relent Impeachment?

Relent Impeachment?

Prez says if he is e’er impeached,

the Market will then crash.

But if his shady laws are bleached,

we may find no whiplash.

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The Laureate-Trump Walks Alone

Trump Walks Alone

Trump insists on going it alone.

He feels he doesn’t need advice.

But, some sense his testosterone

has made his logic imprecise.

{Heed Congress, et al.}

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The Laureate-The Last Gaffe?

The Last Gaffe?

If the facts attack, you send up flack...

confuse your foe with scorn and chaff.

Mafia Dons oft used this tack...

could be The Donald’s final gaffe.

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The Laureate-The Prez Swore...

The Prez Swore...

The Prez swore he’ll uphold the law,

not tell us which ones he will choose.

To misuse any he should fall,

and all dominion he should lose.

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The Laureate-The Witch Hunt

The witch hunt

You echo there is a witch hunt...

over and over again.

But, you must know that most facts show

on Putin’s spell you must defend.

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The Laureate-The Coal Miner's Doter

The Coal Miner’s Doter

The Prez ignores past history

when reducing controls on coal.

He’ll force pollution’s misery

to help some miners...dis the whole.

{Remember why coal miners die!}

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The Laureate-The Genoa Bridge

The Genoa Bridge

The fallen bridge in Genoa

Is a lesson for us all.

Degrading infrastructures

can make chaos befall.

What has better value

safe systems...or parade?

This country will salute the Prez

when infrastructures are high-grade.

{As he promised!}

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The Laureate-Trump’s List

Trump’s List

You use the Bully Pulpit

to threaten all that you call foe.

You would most likely benefit

to heed the seeds that they now sew.

You’ve faced no foes in battle...

excelled in but boudoirs.

Your wealth made poor men rattle,

but lawyers can’t win wars.

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The Laureate-The Prez' List

The Prez’ List

The Prez has made a list

of those that he would dis...

like a Mafia Don

you dare not earn his kiss.

But Prez, you best recall

most Dons cannot stand tall...

they’re now in jail, or hide,

for dissing U.S. law.

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The Laureate-Biased Voices

Biased Voices

We daily make required choices...

and need to mute all biased voices.

Though myriad options sate the air,

some webs entice...but then ensnare.
{Let your heart seek its welfare.}

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The Laureate-Prez! Approve Asbestos?

Prez! Approve Asbestos?

What you have done through the EPA

puts all our lives in jeopardy.

You’ve helped some perps return to work...

but poison our land, and air, and sea?

{You’ve made us grate, again!}

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The Laureate-Paradise

Paradise

At death you will find paradise...

I’ll tell you what I mean.

It will your every bane excise

and all that in-between.

Your debts erased...none may you sue,

you now respond to God...

except, that atheists argue

there is no God to curse or laud.

So, if you bet both red or black,

some say that way you cannot lose...

obey your God or zodiac,

then pray this day on which you choose

For it now is your progeny

that sends your rhyme throughout all  time

and God’s decree eternally,

may ever spread His paradigm.

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The Laureate-Our Congressional Alligators

Our Congressional Alligators  

As man of four score years and three,

I’ve watched them morph abysmally.

I’ve watched Dark Money our laws seed

and rich men now define our needs.

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The Laureate-G.L.O.A.T (Greatest liar of all time)

G.L.O.A.T

(Greatest liar of all time)

From morn to morn, Prez toots his horn...

that’s how he must on ego dote.

But, in his tweets he should forewarn

his truths oft need an antidote.

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The Laureate-Test All Facts

Test All Facts

It is hard to believe the Prez,

for he has told many a lie.

He says just Press now posts fake news...

let us all facts certify.

{Including White House tweets.}

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The Laureate-The Last Straw

The Last Straw

The Prez blames Mother Nature,

not man as cause for polar thaws.

And did she too line ocean shores

with plastic straws... or human flaws?

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The Laureate-Fall Pols

Fall Pols 

They’ll tell you what you need to hear,

have answers for your every fear.

But, remember they can lie...

best pause if they’re too cavalier...

and our ills but simplify.

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The Laureate-Fake News 8118

Fake News! 8118

My Prez,

you criticize what fills the air.

You say it renders but fake news.

Best watch and you will get to share

what others sense about your views...

and let us hope time truth will bare

wherein there lies the ruse.

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