Bush at the Bastille
The multibillionaire relaxes.
He won’t have to add to his taxes
To fund Nola’s return.
He keeps his moolah to burn.
Peasants, time to sharpen the axes.
Limed and loaded, rhymed and ready
The multibillionaire relaxes.
Hi
Love your sight. As a fellow left wingnut in the bag with you.
Brevity is the soul of wit.