cheryl davis miller
Not Forgetting - Poem by cheryl davis miller
To be hanged, drawn, and quartered;
now that sounds right to me.
A fair and just sentence for
the likes of Hillary.
To turn your back as you did,
proves your disloyalty.
The term 'high treason' fits
what you did perfectly.
You turned your back on us for
the Democrat party.
Come clean and serve the people
your one hope; Hillary.
We too are being haunted;
by thoughts of Benghazi.
Tell the truth about that night,
and come clean Hillary.
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