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poem

Overtaken by a rash of rhyming and curse as a prompt, I wrote this poem in the other Before-time: before The Election, before 45 was a poisonous number.

Thanks to editor Jerome Betts and Lighten Up Online, it has now found its way into Issue 50 and the world alongside much rhyming, much wry commentary, and some very clever poems.

2 responses to “poem

  1. Jennifer Bullis June 13, 2020 at 11:41 am

    Oh, WOW, Judy, this is transcendent. Rhymed metrical vitriol, served hot!

  2. jik June 13, 2020 at 3:20 pm

    Thanks, Jennifer. Tee hee.

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