Lords Of Hypocrisy Poem by John C. Blalock III

Lords Of Hypocrisy



Who am I?
They hold my mail now, three years.
Blackball, blackball, tsk...tsk...
'Walk the plank countryman',
Blackball, blackball, tsk...tsk...
'And nary an inch did you leave me'.
Blackball, blackball, tsk...tsk...
Who am I!
He thinks it's the feds...!
Without a proper communique,
Three years of my life he says..,
Blackball, blackball
Tsk...tsk..

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John C. Blalock III

John C. Blalock III

San Diego, California, USA
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