"Thieving sodium's (like) crim'nal,"
sings the Treasury's own hymnal.
Fret not! Secretary Mnuchin
offers saline absolution.
Moral:
'Tis so-o-o unfair! I stand impugned
of (as)salting Steve, an open wound.
Poet Poe pens nonsense verse. "Plus...phun," puns Uly, "I disburse." Its gamut runs from spam to worse. The po'sy posted...? Poe's diverse -- most, postcards from his universe, replies to grudges he must nurse. My summary...? Let me be terse: a mitzva, mostly. (Not a curse.)
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