The 'gotcha' Game Poem by Sandra Feldman

The 'gotcha' Game

Rating: 5.0


Men without honor,
Run the game,
There are no honest brokers,
Singing in the rain,
All of them Pigtails and Skunks,
Pretending to be political Monks,
All without Shame,
Always the same,
'No changes, Suckers'
All talk and no shame,
Always playing the 'gotcha' game.

Tuesday, March 21, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: political
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rebecca Navarre 21 March 2017

Wow! ! ! ! ! Did You Ever Nail This! ! ! ! ! Feel The Same! ! ! ! ! About These Political Games! ! ! ! ! As The World And Economy Crashes They Barely Bat Their Eye Lashes, Then Say, Don't To Look Their Name...Turning Against Themselves, And Looking For Others To Blame! ! ! ! ! Politics Is A Shambles, And Such A Shame! ! ! ! ! Thank You! ! ! ! ! So Much For Sharing This! ! ! ! ! Many Many 10S! ! ! ! ! +++++

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Leah Ross 21 March 2017

so very true well written

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Bill Cantrell 21 March 2017

Amen! ! Same old same old. All withought shame.

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