Where Only Bottom Feeders Survive...

Bottom feeding mudders...

Swim blindly without rudders

Contemplating gains

Whenever it pertains,

They suck up waste

In unqualified haste

And spew out pedestrian litanies

That are in opposition to known verities

Is it any wonder then

That our government doesn't know where or when

it will decide

On questions that divide;

Or that they will resolve

To the problem solve;

Or that their own conceits

Morph into deceits

so commonly acknowledged

by even those not necessarily colleged

That boobs who deceive

Oftentimes lead

Where honest men depart

Rather than say what's in their heart.

Oh, woe is us...

How did we arrive

Where only bottom feeders survive...


les Aaron



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