To D.T Poem by DM W

To D.T



Shall I compare thee to a waste of space?
You make me sick with all your nasty tricks.
You clearly lack the gifts of charm and grace.
I hate the way you boast; you orange twit!

To D.T
Friday, November 13, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: political humor
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