Saturday, June 7, 2025

They’ll Be Kissing Someone Else’s Boots Next Year - rhyming couplet

 Lawrence Hall

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Dispatches for the Colonial Office

 

They’ll Be Kissing Someone Else’s Boots Next Year

 

I saw a cleaner landscape as I traveled today:

All the TRUMP flags have mysteriously gone away

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