This could very well count as #SmallHandsPoetry, too, but #TantrumTanka really nails it. And this one is indeed titled.
When You Bamboozle Your Way Into Elected Office And All Your Friends Are Really Really Rich
I don’t wanna pay
for meals. I don’t wanna pay
For arts. Or science.
I just wanna pay for war
& tax cuts. War & tax cuts.
© David Siller – 2017
For the first 100 days of the Trumpet administration, this blog will feature a new poem of protest, by my own hand and by others. They will be polished gems, or rough cut drafts of rage, or in process pieces searching for peace. They may be haiku or tanka, limericks or lyrics, verses free or fettered. If you would like to submit to this endeavor, please send an email, with poem saved as a word document (.docx) to waxyandpoetic AT gmail DOT com. All rights remain with the author.
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