Watching as the democratic nominee walks onto stage, pant
suit ill-fitted and ugly, but what the heck, she used tax
payers and bribe money from our enemies.
Talking, eyes looking up, head shaking, nothing happening
as her mind goes blank in the midst of her supposed speech,
people all wondering what she's saying.
Applause signs are being waved, asking the audience to clap,
people watching from home, wondering what she just finished
saying.
A total and ridiculous moment in the democratic rally of
Hillary Clinton, feeling sorry for her for a moment, but
knowing she brought it all on herself with corruption.
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