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Leaving Ft, Worth Soon Honey
Robert Hawkins
Honey, sorry I gotta go.
Sorry about your car.
Sorry about all your money.
Its not you Honey.
Its uhh, uhh, its this country.
our president;
Think the man got his brains an trains mixed up,
But his Choo choo didn't come in.
the cabinet;
You could do better with Tarot cards.
Or a pair of dice.
vice-president;
Whose he? No shit! there really is one.
speaker of the house;
Uhh, some rich stiff in alligator shoes.
congress;
The only place in the world where if you sink low enough,
You will get to the top.
joint chief of staff;
Put these idiots in charge of our penal systems.
Where ever these guys stir up a war,
Great.
But just dump our prisons there.
Who needs a army.
When we can send a gang.
state governors;
Here in Texas, dang if I remember his name.
He ain't around much.
He some bored rich guy who got in over his head.
Poor bastard hiding out until he can get a chance and run for president.
And do even less.
I voted Libertarian so don't blame me.
Calaforny, hell they put the
"terminator" in there.
Ahh, screw them there going to sink in the ocean anyway.
Calaforny isn't that where Angstville is?
mayor of fort worth;
I can hardly contain myself.
Our mayor what a leader.
Beautiful yet strong woman.
I grovel.
Kiss her feet.
And it has nothing to do with she's a woman.
Or that she controls,
All the pot and beer,
This burg has got.
Regular loving woman that gal.
rlh
note: to word slingers.
Pagaba un peso chingaba
esa mujer que es cincuenta
y seis en mi vida
Robert Hawkins has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of Robert's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Robert's latest works: