When the lines don’t join the dots.

When the lines don’t join the dots.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Who am I?
You are Joe Biden.
Is that right!
What do I do?
You are running for President.
Oh! Am I !
When the lines
don’t join the dots.
Joe Biden as President !
Would be like being
chauffeured by grandpa
who falls asleep
at the wheel.
Where are all
the young guns?
They got shot,
there are no gun laws.

© 2020 andrew mitchell


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I think his future VP is trying to become the president and confiscate guns.

I like this.

Posted 5 Years Ago



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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

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