Nine

A man is revered across the country

And they all gathered, solemn pageantry

Members having lived a similar life.

One amongst them all in his own trife,

Would favor himself over the sorrow

Of a man, a statesman, would help us grow.

We all have an opinion in our minds,

Such evidence, where it’s he reminds.

If only we could know ahead of time,

We recognize a purveyor of slime.

He sat in defiance, no colleague speaks

With such rabid ignorance, nothing meek.

All the president’s men, stood in support

Except for the one. He belongs in court.

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