One Hundred Twenty-Fourth Entry, Coronavirus Poetry Diary, A Haibun
"'Oh, no, I'm not. I'm the second, ' I said. Then my guest leaned toward me and asked, 'Who's more famous? ' I replied, (the President pauses for a moment, and a silence reigns over the amphitheater) , 'Jesus Christ.'"
In the North Carolina sunshine, this almost-totally barefaced crowd roars its approval as the President claps his hands, smiling.
piles of Jesus Saves
and Donald Trump Four More Years...
new surge of cases
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