Monday, April 20, 2015

Political Seed



The rural gardener now doth sow
     The seeds his congressman hath sent,
They’re cracked way up to beat the band
     By that smooth-talking, polished gent.
If they turn out to be as good
     As promises in campaign days,
As fruitful as he said they would,
     Why, what a crop of weeds he’ll raise!



April 20, ‘09




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