I Just Can't Decide
Sometimes
I'm the Good
Witch,
smiling, full
of goodness,
I care
for the
paper dolls,
and make a
home for all
the rabbits,
other days I'm like
the Wicked Witch of
the East,
Dorothy's house
is already
crushing me,
my legs turn
to dust,
till there is
nothing left
but my pointy,
pointy shoes,
then the flowers
wilt,
and all
the little
people
dance & sing
Bungee
We American People,
dangling on
the end of the bunjee
fighting endless wars,
giving money overseas,
while our politicians
hop in and out of
our enemies beds,
a word search we
can't finish,
waiting for
the final
SNAP
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