A Submission
1-29-07
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Poem:
I got up this morning and to my surprise
Viewpoint was buzzing with rumors and lies.
Mr Williamson a hater, a racist for sure
All this the poor listeners had to endure.
A honest fair man - that's what I'd say
Now all of the sudden, he's KKK!!!
Mrs Venter got mad and opened her mouth
pointing fingers and yelling "League of the South".
Then all Hell broke loose
And minds started churning
They thought that those crosses
Were still just a burning.
The Mayor, he loved it
A delight for his day
That Mrs "Mouth" Venter
Would do whatever he'd say.
He enjoyed the moment
No matter the way
For Francis Cole would defend him
The very next day.
Venter, Mayor, your "five and the like"
You're raping this City like a thief in the night
Your antics are old and they cut to the bone
Come election time you will find your alone.
I must say to you
As I close this poem
The only right thing
Is for you to go home.
Please don't show your smarts
As you have none to show
Get out of our City
Then progress we'll know.
