Kamala Harris in Paris: A poem 

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Can you imagine Kamala Harris in Paris? 

She will the entire US embarrass 

She has no brains; a puppet on chains 

Much to astute folks’ disdain 

A conclusion foregone that Don is gone 

Wickedness always plays an immaculate con 

It doesn’t matter which side you’re on 

Evil always has a habit of sealing your dawn 

How we always sympathise with chicanery?! 

Good hide is always beaten down at the tannery 

Who is honorable? Who is made honorary? 

Convictions have no chance at victory 

Who are the idols, for us all fools? 

Abortion is being made righteous in our schools 

Let us all wear the murderous devil’s wools 

For Kamala Harris is all too cool 

Published by montecyril

Hi, I am Monte Cyril Rodrigues and live in Melbourne, Australia. I am a retired journalist. I have been diagnosed with schizophrenia. I've had voices and visions all my life. I think it is a spiritual experience, my doctors think otherwise. I am a deeply spiritual person and keep having experiences with otherworldly realms.

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