OutCast Day For Liz

Just a touch of a tiny current event poem.

Your own Tribe, Dear
A for real, rearguard dear,
And deaf to your truth

and in so being
sanctions the scam…
Lifts the lie.

And by the buy in,
of this season’s , what… bitter
dead enders?…& you’re the pretender
to their PRETENDER and
all are pretending you’re
cattle rustling …by branding
and steering the truth.

Wyoming Woman,
Be that Cheyenne
Social Club now.

I ain’t really a fan,
ma’am. But
I tip my hat to ya,
and suggest you keep right on shakin’
that truth, yep…that’s right …
Shake it like a Polaroid picture.

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