Cathy, a poem by Alexander Manzoni

By Alexander Manzoni, Regular Contributor

Call up your members of Congress.
Tell them that what they are doing is wrong.
Cathy McMorris Rogers,
Your Rhetoric doth not convince Me.
Because I am looking between The Lines.
Nothing from You or The G.O.P. Can convince Me
that You have Our interests, in mind.

Then again, You are A Political Mouthpiece
for WHITE AMERICA. CONSERVATIVE AMERICA—
The Same America that I am ashamed to be A Part of:
RACIST, NATIONALIST, RELIGION,
COLOR OBSESSED (not The Best).

Clean COAL. Stick it UP Your ASSHOLE.
Not now, though. You are too busy—
too busy SUCKING OFF Donald Trump—
whilst giving double-fist’d slalom ski handies—
to Paul Ryan & McConnell the Frog.
You want to treat The Poor like DOGS.
And that’s NOT ALL. No. No.
Your Careers are NOT LONG for This World.

Banners unfurled, between party lines.
Everything You PROCLAIM is A Calculated LIE.
Call up Your Members of Congress—
tell Cathy that what she is doing, is WRONG.

Lies spread, akin to a pair of prostitute’s legs—
akimbo even tho’ ALL The Signs of DANGER
be present. Undermining society—
under The Guise of FAKE NEWS
because Fox (FUCKS) & Friends are
The Only Ones with “The Guts” to
tell You YOUR WHITE TRUTHS.

Antediluvian ideas, with The Passage of Years,
may they be remembered merely
as anthropological Oddities. Antiquities.
JOIN TOGETHER. Vote.
And ring that office phone
OFF THE HOOK.