Quatrain of Trouserless Goons
Trouseless Goons - modern politician
Stand up for freedom,
with your pants on, as
a cloth of tyranny
looms,
Great centuries have
come and gone; now
we elect trouserless
goons.
We have buried our heads
deep in the sand, praying
for days of
yore,
But when you lose enough
battles, you must admit,
you've lost the
war.
Yorktown Disciple
2009
Order # 2101
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