Yesterday’s Tea

She’d probably fall down if the
Ground wasn’t in the way
Or a few good Republicans
Hating on the President
Hadn’t made her so mad she could
Spank them all the way
To 1962.

But then getting up was much easier
Because one of the saner people
Reminded her that politics
Is an art, not a science
So beauty, dear friend, comes from
The beholder’s eye and
A few moments around truth
Could get everyone sober again.

And, ironically, the tea
Fell in the harbor
Because drinking it would be a sin,

Not to mention, taxable.

So they all turned to beer.
What? You hadn’t heard that?
History, enigmatic though it be,
Makes us all consider where we
Came from
And where we want to be.

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