Tonight's Poet Corner: Sonnet Solstice #262

The Orange Man
by Belinda Roddie

The orange man has hair as tough as straw
and as false as a snake oil salesman's pitch.
He does not care for following the law
and likes to make each dear woman his bitch.
He's greedy, he's fascistic, and he's crass,
not keen on good old common courtesy,
instead choosing to stir up the morass
of struggling people who swear fealty
to his con artist agenda. He says
he'll make things great again, but I don't think
such a claim holds water. Everyone pays
for incompetence, policies that stink,
and economic plans that'd make you scream.
The orange man shall haunt you in your dreams.

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