Dream Team (a poem)

by William Skink

Prince Harry recently admitted he doesn’t understand America’s Constitutional protections, like our first amendment protecting free speech.

It’s pretty simple, Harry. If I write a poem and a city council person uses her board position to verbally berate me, the first amendment protects me from this kind of thin-skinned political retaliation.

I understand why a Royal wouldn’t get this.

Now, on to today’s poem:

dream a team for every job
bring in ringers if you must
with money from the honey nobs
yes is blessing, no is dust

if you doubt this high decree
dream a rocket ship to Mars
call on Elon if you must
but don't believe his demon star

angel investors, halo strong
humidify this insect house
every dollar sings a song
like every trap contains a mouse

maybe logic, awesome plan
dream a pocket off the maps
brother's keeper fears no reaper
sister, wake us from this nap