AMERICA GAME RETURN Admitting to failure is not an option For Trump, has the notion of the preposition He must win by any means, to avoid inflation He moves here and there, like an old locomotion The State population owes him all their devotion. Assuring that all votes will be to his calculation. He’s already won in his mind, there are no discussions. Verse Two: If not by a landslide, he needs a multiplication refresher As crazy as it sounds, his assumptions and predictions, Gives him the presidency as his residency, indecisively. Game return America, now no use going to the polls. But when you do, and you must too, avoid being a mole Young and old, black or white, or any color in between Peradventure your dilly dally, your little vote will not tally. Verse Three: Avoid contentions, no remissions! just plain regulations. As a person of distinction, your computations do matter America will win one for the Gipper, but vote your consent However, if you want to make history, there’s no mystery. A change is needed the Bombastic lady rules passively Americans making history, by painting the white house pink. Don’t be the State, that falls in disgrace, for want of great taste. The option is clear, the default is her, or your vote is just a waste Into The Mist Poetry Vol 9 Kenvil Atkins Lewis for Timeless Poetry Series / Raw Energy