Kaput, Finito Poem by Sandra Feldman
Kaput, Finito
I hate to be a pessimist,
But putting blinds on,
Will not make an ugly duckling
Into a swan.
We are by far,
A decadent nation, my friends
We are now the same as everyone else,
Corruption and lies is what really sells.
And all the politicians,
And all dishonest men,
Would not put America,
Together again.
I hope the young generation stands up and starts the revolution needed to put us, finally, on the right track. Separation of church and state, and separation of money from state and politics
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4/19/2024 9:34:08 AM # 1.0.0.1119
pull the plug sell all and run time to get busy having much more fun! ! ! if the Titanic were sinking, I could panic, or pour a glass and grab a lady and dance I choose the latter!