Po-lice Dispatch . . .
Last night, 2016, fortune was kidnapped by
destiny, armed and dangerous, last seen driving
a late-model version of America toward
Lemming Leap.
Everyone was supposed to open the door and
roll out before the vehicle went over the edge
but,
to date,
no one knows whether they did.
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Goodness, Mike, I picture a cartoon of the state of the nation. Funny title. Line spacing works well for me.
I’m reading this as an army helicopter flies over our house! Could be another stanza!
I actually ridiculously like this one, Mike! Full satire feel of “wait, am I supposed to laugh. I don’t feel like laughing AT ALL”