Couldn’t Wait

My Sunday Poetry Throwdown “O Weiner your Weiner” is turning into a big damned opus  longer than the original source material but I got this message from myself today that just couldn’t wait until next Sunday.

Redistribution (a poem)

The mills of GOP grind slowly;

Yet they grind exceeding small

Though with patience we stand waiting

To crush your ass in the fall.

That’s it but it’s enough to keep me amused by myself all day long.

(Should I be linking the original poems for this series, or is it obvious which poems I’m paraphrasing?)


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