Mount Rushmore Tears Poem by Francie Lynch

Mount Rushmore Tears



I'll scale the hairs of Lincoln's beard,
Leap to the bridge of Roosevelt's nose,
Balance on Jefferson's brow,
Then scream from Washington's pate:
"America, stop fucking up.
I'm slipping on tears
Of this granite outcrop! "

Wednesday, August 22, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: america,government,political,politics
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Francie Lynch

Francie Lynch

Monaghan, Ireland
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