Typeset the President

by kholinar

Honest Ape mumbles
syllable a-swim with
cab login syrup
pool pants in a trance
film, a drip drops
mollasses,
kaput.
Cherry chop the con –
and game, set, we wiggle
white wigs and moustaches,
close trim lads a-dancin’,
and blush my flay ladies.
I cannot lie
idle, just axe.

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