“We hope he fails”
…Once upon a time
The chant of Choice
To the troubled mind
Seems twisted angst
…Just won’t give up
As sense of change...
That thought corrupts
A once noble body
Whose daily pursuit
'Tis…undermining
...Filing….lawsuits
Such twisted angst
…Just can’t give up
With heart and soul
…Aligned….corrupt
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