The Last Straw Poem by Bruce Calhoun

The Last Straw



Covid was a monster heading our way and the president knew it
He could have leveled with the country, taken precautions and led us through it
Instead he played it down, called it a hoax and totally blew it
So don't ask me to praise him
Don't ask me to vote for him
I just
Can't
Do it

Thursday, September 17, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: trump
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