Poem for December Part VII

Albert Chang
The malfunction of the penny,

The malfunction of the penny,

Dear me the south hath eaten a cornflake,

Dear me the south hath eaten a cornflake,

Full of nutrition,

Fulll of nutrition,

As they shove nutrition,

Into the canister,

Woah, the December continue,

It continues, into the next year,

The shrieks, of the inept, as they weep, in a cliche,

Hating their illiteracy, their illnesses, and their internment.

Oh, how the bald white eagle runs,

When it flies into the sky,

And lands amid debris,

As others eat some pie.

Published by Albert Chang

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