So here we are.
Today’s Horribly Local Poor Poetry Month (HoLoPoPoMo) entry is a reminder for tomorrow:
vote hard
do it
all the way
don’t leave your chads
dimpling or
dangling or
hanging or
questioning
that’s so turn-of-the-century
poke the hell out of them
poke ‘em good
twice
maybe even thrice
pull the lever hard
and lock it in
oh yeah
do it
vote hard
and not just because you get a cute little sticker
but sometimes there’s a bake sale outside
and you can buy a cookie from some kids
do it
The end.
Yes indeed. Welcome to me.
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