Floats And Stings Poem by Francie Lynch
Floats And Stings
Don't you admire his ringwork;
His footwork and speed?
Dance. Jab. Dance.
Did you see Rambonehead snap?
Glossy-eyed. Swollen and staggering
Like the bloated incumbent.
Jab. Dance. Jab.
The Dope's been roped.
The final count's on.
Tuesday, May 19, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: boxing,election,fighting,satire,trump
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