Moscow Mitch

Moscow Mitch

A Poem by Bob B

They say in Washington, D.C.

That few are hated as much as he.

Of course, that all depends on whom you ask.

If you ask him, he contends

He's not there to make more friends.

Pushing his agenda is his task.

 

Yep, the man has found his niche--

The man known as Moscow Mitch.

 

His biggest friend in D.C. now

Is Donald Trump. Notice how

The two men are connected at the hip.

They will sacrifice--insane!--

Democracy for political gain

With their vile, disgusting partnership.

 

Yep, the man has found his niche--

The man known as Moscow Mitch.

 

He truly doesn't dignify

The Senate, where bills go to die.

He prefers to make up his own rules.

Obviously, Mitch's goal

Is only to maintain control

And stack the federal courts with far-right fools.

 

Yep, the man has found his niche--

The man known as Moscow Mitch.

 

We know that Russians interfered

In our elections, but what's weird

Is Mitch McConnell doesn't seem to care.

Since Russians helped Trump win before,

He could use their help once more.

Without their help he wouldn't have a prayer.

 

Yep, the man has found his niche--

The man known as Moscow Mitch.

 

Just look at his expressionless mug.

(People say he resembles a slug--

A slug with an empty, vapid frown.)

If people really knew what's good,

And if they cared at all they would

Find a candidate to bring him down.

 

Yep, the man who found his niche--

The man known as Moscow Mitch.

 

-by Bob B (7-27-19)

© 2019 Bob B


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