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As of today, impeachment now is PAST! –
One party vows that it will carry on.
One party vows that it will make it last.
As of today, impeachment now is past?
So it is certain how the die is cast.
Or maybe not. I hear the nation groan.
As of today, impeachment must be past.
Both parties vow that they will carry on.
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© Dennis Allen Lange, 2020.
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I thank you, God: You heard Your servant’s prayer,
My earnest plea that You hold back Your wrath
Upon the wicked city You will tear
To pieces by the seam that makes its path
Across its rotten flesh and wicked heart,
Whose mouth declares that You approve its sin,
That You approve the unborn ripped apart,
That You approve that men would lie with men.
And when Your fury shakes their darkest day,
I’m praying now that sinful men will know
That hea’en above and trembling earth below
Agreed upon the devastating blow.
I am no longer praying for delay;
Perhaps their cup of wrath is full today.
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© Dennis Allen Lange, 2019.
Posted in My Poems, tagged Argentina, Barack Obama's legacy, bard on the hill, Bill Clinton">, California, Clinton Foundation, commies, communists" >, Dennis Allen Lange, Don't Cry For Me, Donald Trump, eight years down the drain, femi Nazis, foreign donors, Hillary Clinton, Inc., little liberals, lost the election, marble ceiling, Nancy Pelosi, November, Obamacare, poems, poetry, progressives, socialists, two terms, wordpress blog on December 3, 2016| 6 Comments »
(sung to the tune of Don’t Cry For Me, Argentina)
Hillary: Don’t cry for me little liberals.
The truth is I’ve got my millions;
Hug tight your mommies
And be good commies.
I preached the dogma,
But I’m not sharing.
Bill: That’s a good one, Hillary! (laughing)
Hillary: Don’t cry for me, femi-Nazis.
We did crack the marble ceiling,
Pelosi’s ceiling,
Though I’ve a headache
For marble won’t break,
And Bill I can’t take.
Bill: What was that? What did she just say?
Hillary: Don’t cry for me, foreign donors.
Your gamble was Trumped in November.
I’ve got your money
And you’ve got nothing.
I think it’s funny.
We’ve got your money. (Bill sings, too, then laughs)
Hillary: Don’t cry for me, Lord Obama.
Cry for yourself, you loser.
Stomp, curse, and shed tears
For all your eight years,
Both of your two terms
Stamped out like bad germs.
Bill: There goes his legacy.
Hillary: Don’t cry for me, California.
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In case you’re not familiar with the song (which I think is one of
the most beautiful of songs), you can hear it here. The part for
my song poem starts about 2:14 – https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1PWO11ilSYc
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photo by Marja Flick-Buijs at
http://www.rgbstock.com/photo/dMBY9C/Angel+on+woodpanel
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© Dennis Allen Lange and thebardonthehill.wordpress.com, 2016.
The Bard on the Hill 