Something is wrong with America. We don't write in Poems anymore. I'm trying to change this!
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Shel Silverstein with a deep state analogy...
Oh, I'm being eaten By a boa constrictor, A boa constrictor, A boa constrictor, I'm being eaten by a boa constrictor, And I don't like it--one bit. Well, what do you know? It's nibblin' my toe. Oh, gee, It's up to my knee. Oh my, It's up to my thigh. Oh, fiddle, It's up to my middle. Oh, heck, It's up to my neck. Oh, dread, It's upmmmmmmmmmmffffffffff . . .
My favorite Shel poem was "A Boy Named Sue"....
I just found out he wrote that at about 4 this morning?