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Tuesday, January 6, 2026

Patience; or, Of Late I've Heard

Of late I've heard 
the word "assass-..." 
My greatest hope...? 
This tool shall pass... 
...before my pound 
of powder'd glass 
gets stirr'd into his Coke. 
      (Composure, please!)

     I've heard, 
"Let's put him out to grass 
before his muster'd
mustard gas 
assassinates
the working class." 
He passes gas -- no joke. 
      (Let me reprise.)

     This misanthrope -- 
this ghoul -- shall pass. 
This dick, this dope, 
this stool shall pass.
Stay cool! Don't mope!
This fool shall pass. 
I hope I've not misspoke.
     (No guarantees.)


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