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1/20/15


The President Lies The President lies A poor person cries In his hair he has white As his lies fill the night. Don't tell me no lies 'Cause I hear the cries Of the needy, the poor, The disabled and sure. Who are you to say To a bill yes or nay? Who do you think you are You who come from afar? You lied from the start You were like a fart. Sounds great at first Smells like crap in the end. You may sound good You may look great But I'm not falling For your pile of poo. I scrape people like you Off the bottom of my shoe. So good night to you Good night to your poo. 1.20.15 Copyright From A Poet's Heart
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Jenna Lynn Williams

I have been writing poetry full-time since September 2014. I am a mom of 3 boys ages 12, 7 & 5, and stepmom to a son age 24, a daughter age 23 and a daughter age almost 19. I am happily divorced from my abusive ex husband and happily remarried to the man of my dreams. My new husband and i met thru poetry on Facebook. I like to read, write, and draw. I like music of ALMOST n e kind. I also listen to songs and rewrite the lyrics to a portion of my life story.

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Jenna Lynn Williams
Barack Obama was on TV with a speech and this was inspired by that. Everyone has their right to an opinion, and this was mine. Yes, I voted for Barack Obama. No, i was not happy with his performance as a president.

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