It’s already here, the bedlam you mention
All of the newscasters call your attention
To the mindboggling actions of dear sir
I don’t even think the scent of myrrh
Poured over them all – the administration
Which used to be a sane institution
But now it’s bedlam, I’m sure you agree
Might we should leave, but where to flee?
I doubt other countries are willing to greet
People who can’t stand on their own feet.
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Weekend Writing Prompt #491 – Bedlam
