Sunday, June 21, 2020

The Acolyte(a father's day musing)



We sent the ice cream man
to Afghanistan
we coerced Bin Laden into
shopping at our lemonade stand
Scale model of the universe,
on the shag carpet of my Chevy van!

George Bush knelt down
painting on my toe nails
me shopping for cooter
at a Pentacostal bake sale
meanwhile they tried to 
put my whole crew in jail.

Cousin had a sticker on his
truck window that said the eff word
he make the help at the window
politely address him as "sir"
when I rhyme his way
he repeats every verse.

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