A Little Poem

Democracy

Upon an autumn morning, innocent,

I wandered home from the convenience store

Weighed down with Dog Chow and my groceries,

When falling like a thunderbolt from the blue

The bald eagle clutched me in his crooked hands

And flew me away to drop me in a dump,

Leaving behind my patriot shopping bag

And bag of dog food on the asphalt street. 

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