The Laureate-Prez Safety

We shield the Prez and progeny,

the cost for which we are payee.

Although they can spend billions,

our debt is in the trillions...

curb business travel and whoopee.

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The Laureate-Perks For Perps

Some pols are perps who feather their beds,

with perks received ‘til their deathbeds.

Once they would be tarred and feathered...

but now “no vote” the shame embeds.

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The Laureate-Cinco de Mayo

"Cinco de Mayo" you celebrate,

and sing, and dance...rejoice till late.

You say that you are free,

yet try your best to flee,

for perps now rule your present state.

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The Laureate-The Vote

The Prez says he now likes the Pols,

may wish no longer drain the swamp.

Take care, when you condone each snit,

it lets his every whimsy romp.

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The Laureate-Why

Why does Clinton now emote?

She failed...too late to state the cause!

Do Dems sense Prez may sink our boat,

and boast their choice had far less flaws.

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The Laureate-Just Think

Our Indians would smoke a pipe

whenever they'd negotiate.

They'd think a while lest they spout tripe...

our Chief must pause before he prate.

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The Laureate-May 2017

This month we honor mothers

for all their love they gave.

We also honor others

who died to our land save.

Both made us what we are today...

‘tis meet this month their love repay.

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