Unruled the judge will legislate,
Prefer a wand to gavel,
With endless waves re-regulate,
And watch the world unravel.
Their magic law now all the rage
To make things more unclear.
With half a woman on the stage
What’s real they disappear.
SCOTUS pocus
Cucumber Lodge 
Excellent!
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Five hundred plus, those talking heads
A Congress so resigned
The Constitution, slowly shreds
Accomplished with but Nine…
(howdy friend…)
Well said! Thanks for commenting.
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