Primary Poem

by William Skink

I was ridin’ with my Biden
but I couldn’t see the trail
so I lit a roman candle
and let the fireballs sail

I sensed creepy crawlies
watched with insect eyes
hold me tight, Joe Biden
and we’ll make it through the night

suddenly Joe Biden
screamed a banshee shriek
then laughed maniacally
and kissed me on the cheek

pony soldier, pony soldier
don’t lie to me, he said
yankee doodles dandy
after Hunter goes to bed

somewhere behind us cameras
hungered for a taste
of this sundown’d Joe disaster
so we fled the gym, post haste

the AI isn’t ready, Joe
so you’ve got a few more gigs
we got to make Ohio
want to puff my cig?

I’m Obiden Bama, man
Jill, is that you?
Jill they’re coming after me
and I don’t know what to do

hush Joe, it’s alright
soon you’ll get to sleep
but for now we must keep ridin’
to herd your loyal sheep

About Travis Mateer

I'm an artist and citizen journalist living and writing in Montana. You can contact me here: willskink at yahoo dot com
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