SECOND THOUGHTS

Sometimes I wonder, for just a day of my life
Perhaps I’d like to be a Kardashian
Have the paparazzi chase me everywhere
Reporting on my every action

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I DREAMT ABOUT THE DONALD

Last night I had a nightmare, it was November 2016
And Obama was soon going to be a has-been
In my sleep, I wondered about the next POTUS
If it were to be a certain someone, heaven help us

If the ex-First Lady didn’t make it
Of which I have my doubts
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