cheryl davis miller

(2/26/57 / America)

Playing Opossum


Inspector Clue-less [ Is he? ]

Other nations describe our 'Leader, '
as 'clue-less'; I wonder 'bout that.
Could anyone be so ignorant?
Or does he pretend the 'ding-bat'?

I doubt he could graduate Harvard,
with the little wisdom he's shown.
How he was elected the first time,
is a mystery yet unknown.

I think he knows how to play opossum.
Pretending the part of Clouseau.
He has a further agenda and
eventually we shall all know.

His plan is to be a World Ruler,
oh but not just in name only.
Like Nero, and young Napoleon
a World Ruler's what he must be.

So don't close your eyes nor turn your head;
presuming him clue-less or dim.
Cause that's when a opossum makes his move,
so we best keep our eyes on him.

c.d.m.1/18/14

Submitted: Saturday, January 18, 2014

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