To the Great Big Liberal Yanking At my Thigh

To the Great Big Liberal Yanking At my Thigh

 

 

You don’t like me because I am a fascist.

I am in love with a boat in a bottle.

 

You are the true fascist because you hate me

For my ideas.

 

You don’t see the float in my boat and

The gentleness as I ride upon the waves.

 

You would gladly kill me for my thoughts

But your liberal thoughts are too weak

To bother me.

 

Your left wing is pulling you down.

You are the birds in Hitchcock poking

My eyes out in the school yard.

 

You feel superior to me,

Hating and discounting my innocent ideas.

 

You are a young liberal Democrat.

You gargle your hatred of your superiors

Like a protein drink.

 

You don’t know me because you can’t read

All the labels you stick to me.

 

You hang from the greenery on an Ivy League

Building like a bug.

David Lawrence

David Lawrence has a Ph.D. in literature. He has published over 200 blogs, 600 poems, a memoir “The King of White-Collar Boxing,” several books of poems, including “Lane Changes.” Both can be purchased on Amazon.com. He was a professional boxer and a CEO. Last year he was listed in New York Magazine as the 41st reason to love New York.

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