Saturday, December 21, 2019
An Impeachment Eve Soliloquy
Now is the time for calumnies most foul,
When inflamed passions of disaffected malcontents
Shall besmirch character and country for votes unfavored.
‘Tis responsible to protect party and power from hayseeds
Who seek liberty guaranteed in an aged document, outdated and unwanted.
A Constitution - a mere rag - unworthy of the least menstruation.
But what casualty is truth when one must suffer imbeciles for the greater good?
Words as false as the teeth that rattle in my mouth shall not be impaired.
Words shall topple a president as a sword smites a king on battlefield, or blade on scaffold.
A bloodless coup committed not in shadows, but openly and most false.
I toast my Democratic confederates. A cloudy chardonnay can be rancid or most tasteful.
May our fermented hate harvest a fruitful vintage!