National poetry writing month

National poetry writing month
A month of madness

Friday 22 January 2021

Good he has gone

 At last, I breathe. 
A sigh, such relief
No more requests
no more grief

I have made four years
I've not hit one bump
I refused to write...
about bloody Trump

Hurray he's gone
so the pressure eased
I have made four years
so I'm rather pleased

Though he gave ideas
for good parody
I decided then
it was not for me

I hated him
 I'll be upfront
I thought he was
Such a raving..... mad person




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