Dear Russia...

Dear Russia...

A Poem by Bob B

Dear Russia, since you're

Already meddling in our affairs,

And seem to have experience

Dealing with slippery billionaires,

 

Could you maybe take a peek

At Trump's personal IRS files

And share all of his tax returns

With the use of all of your wiles?

 

People have been asking, but

The man has been disinclined

To share the information with us.

If YOU do it, he shouldn't mind.

 

For some reason (why could that be?)

A president who loves to barter

Won't do something that was done

By all presidents since Jimmy Carter.

 

If he has a good excuse,

He should tell us; we're all ears.

The audit excuse doesn't hold water.

And what about all the other years?

 

If there's nothing to cover up,

There's no reason to fear a chiding.

He's so reluctant to be transparent

That we keep wondering what he's hiding.

 

And since you in our last election

Were one of Trump's top promoters,

We hope you will help us out.

Yours truly, American voters.

 

(10-30-17) By Bob B

© 2017 Bob B


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