Like Father Like Son Poem by Leah Ross

Like Father Like Son



That I'll say Deny evade
To the bitter end
Call client attorney privilege
Answer not the question
Cast shadow cast doubt blame whomever
Throw Hope Hicks under the bus in the 11th hour
Feed her to the wolves
Send her down the river
A scapegoat she will be
Charged locked up with the rest
Donald taught him well
Like father like son

Friday, December 8, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: random thoughts
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