Half-Dozen Ways
There's a MAGA 6-pack,
Sitting aloft the highest bench.
Where they've decided once again,
To throw in the monkey wrench.
It seems they weren't satisfied with,
Just taking a peek in Pandora's box.
They had to turn it completely upside down,
Shook it well, only to see what rocks.
Copyright © Timothy Mattson | Year Posted 2024
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