Roses can be any color 

And is the sky even blue?

Don’t grab me by my “pussy”

And why not, I love you too!

Rage has filled my veins

Fueling the wolf with alcohol

Planes, trains or ships couldn’t

Stall this revolution of love –

Be careful where you quit,

Wash your bottom before you sit

It’s like the universe gurgled some

Political listerine and spit it out

10:58pm 1/21/17

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