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Small Poems About Big Government
When the prose gives out, turn to poetry.
A good man is crushed
Tax seasons slip past unknown—
The government cares
Roads lap at the shores:
Construction season returns
A fat man succumbs
Schoolyard trailer sits
Amid cries for always more
Children learn likewise
Feuding each four years—
Imaging gear sits idle
Health is not mayo
Last words on file
How (not) to hijack a plane…
Not flying today
Trust the white label
Save yourself from finding out—
Health Canada says it’s safe
Saphic photograph:
Blair touches Bush’s upper arm
Monuments are raised
Evan Spence
November 7, 2006
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November 7th, 2006 at 2:26 pm
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November 8th, 2006 at 1:01 am
So true.
Love the Haiku.
November 8th, 2006 at 11:51 am
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